Mia Ginger: "..."
This guy, could he be serious?
Caiden Ward seemed to understand her confusion, but he didn't explain more and just pinched Maeve's chubby little face.
Maeve, however, understood Mia Ginger's words, squirmed a bit in his arms, and requested, "Uncle Ward, put me down, I can walk by myself."
"Not tired?" Caiden Ward asked her.
"Not tired, I've gained weight these days, need to lose weight." Maeve stared at him earnestly, with an air of seriousness.
Caiden Ward chuckled, leaned over, and put her down on the ground.
Maeve's chubby little hand was grasped by his, and she looked quite excited. She grabbed Mia Ginger's hand with the other, hopping forward while humming a nursery rhyme taught by her kindergarten teacher.
Soon, the group arrived at the largest private room.
Inside the room, there was just one round table, very high-end, capable of seating thirty people without a problem.
But——
