A Pigeon Pair: Sweetheart, Let's Get Married

Edmond vaulted off the chair.

Candy was still in Maverick's arms.

She realized that the boy was a little different from what she had remembered.

The other day, he was aloof and cold, just like her father she saw on TV.

But today he seemed to be very cheerful.

He was smiling at her father. Did it mean he liked him?

Candy pouted. She was still an innocent child. All she knew was that even if her father belonged to her for now, he was likely to be taken by someone of the similar age who liked him, too.

She was a little upset.

But on second thought, if it was him, she might accept the idea of, not giving up her father to him, but "sharing" with him.

Children at Candy's age liked to make presumptions.

She had always believed that she didn't have a mother and her beloved one was not her grandparent, uncle, or aunt, but only her father.

So she presumed that someone like that boy might not have a father.

A child had a weird way of thinking indeed.

Edmond was so happy to see Maverick that he reached out for his trousers and said, "Good to see you again!"

Maverick put Candy down. He wasn't in a rush to sit down but fixed his eyes on Edmond's steak instead.

When his daughter just spotted Edmond, he saw him through the glass window, eating his meal quietly.

He could still recall the scene clearly in his head.

Although Maverick could only see one side of Edmond's face, he could tell the bright eyes and fine lines of his face made him exceptionally charming.

the tableware

suit that fit him well, and a pair of small

was

looking down,

son of a prominent family, Maverick had known the table

scene, even now, could still bring

He felt as if it was himself from many years ago, sitting at the dining table, eating the

a beat. He was

because he had seen this little boy too frequently

laughed to himself, drew back his attention and asked Edmond, "Are you

she's in the bathroom right now. What a coincidence today! Shall we

we already know each

"I mean, you should

at the side, her big eyes blinking like purple grapes, pure and clear, as if she finally grasped something important. "Do you have a

Maverick frowned,

"I notice your dad doesn't a wife. Does it mean you

Maverick forced a smile, wondering why kids

Such conversation had rendered a CEO, who reigned

"That's right. It's amazing that you know I don't have a mom! Then we're so good for each other. I have a dad, and you have

couldn't utter

Candy, "What's your name? You promised last time to tell me when we

"Edmond." He was a

Maverick, "Can you meet my mom? She is a wonderful woman. She

having a headache

be honest, he had never been arranged by his

And there were countless women trying to

up was different. Although he seemed to have everything, he was actually very indifferent and

Now he was "forced" by a little boy several times to meet

an urge to flee for the

the name of the Lamont Group. Maverick often brought his daughter here, and

a glance at the manager