Kyle Kinston pressed his lips together. Similar words hadn't only come from the person in front of him; he'd once accidentally overheard his subordinates saying the same thing back then.
He and this little kid—did they really look that much like father and daughter? If in the future he ended up with Alexander Quinn, then this little one would inevitably become a part of his life.
He'd never been particularly fond of children, but the strange thing was, this time he actually didn't feel any rejection at all.
"Are Alexander Quinn and Atlas Shaw doing well together?" Kyle asked abruptly.
