Jasmine Yale was surprised to find the little doll was only a third the size of the big one, but they were almost identical, with big eyes, long lashes, rosy little mouths, and long black hair.
The only difference was that the little doll wore a pale yellow dress and had a rounder face.
Jasmine Yale held the little doll, placing both of them in her palm, absolutely overjoyed.
One big, one small, they were truly adorable.
She didn't expect that a man as cool, dignified, and mature as Sylvan Cheney would earnestly present her with two dolls.
"So cute, thank you on behalf of the baby, we both love them!" Jasmine Yale couldn't put them down, her face full of smiles.
She looked them over carefully, holding both dolls in her arms.
Sylvan Cheney closed the suitcase, stood up, and looked at her: "Just small, worthless things, and you're this happy?"
