Summer pulled Charlotte back. "Your daddy has no money, either. If you really want that cotton candy, sell your daddy and you will have money to buy cotton candy."
Charlotte thought for a moment and started to cry. "I won't be able to sell Daddy."
"Why is that?" Summer was curious.
"Who would want him when everyone has a daddy?”
Summer tried hard not to laugh, but she obviously failed. Mark came up from a distance and took Charlotte in his arms. He looked at her in puzzlement. "What is so funny?"
Charlotte put her arms around his neck. "Daddy, Mommy said that only by selling you can I have money to buy cotton candy. Are you saleable?"
Mark's face darkened upon hearing this, his lips curling up. "Of course. There are so many people who want to buy your daddy that you can't see the end of the line. Only your mommy has long hair but is short sighted, pushing Daddy away."
Summer's eyebrows twitched spontaneously. Was he overly narcissistic?
"How much are you worth, Daddy?” Charlotte blinked
her bright eyes.
"How much are you going to sell Daddy for?” He pinched her round little nose.
Charlotte shook her head. "I will not sell Daddy, and I don't want cotton candy anymore. I want Daddy. I will not sell Daddy for any amount of money."
His heart softened. He carried her up again, proud of having a loving daughter. "Shall we go home now? Your mommy is thinking of selling your daddy. What d o you say we punish her?"
"Let's punish her." Charlotte's voice was loud and clear.
Mark glanced at the time. The NBA game was showing right now. He wanted to change channels, but when he glanced at the mother and daughter, he thought better of it.
Obviously, neither the mother nor daughter would like to watch basketball. So he decided to watch what they were watching.
Sherman parked up the car in the parking lot outside the mall. Today, she was going to shop for baby items with Billy.
Despite only being pregnant for two months, her body had started to show, her thighs and face showing signs of swelling.
She entered the mall, sat down, then made a call and waited. Not long after, Billy walked in.
Neither of them wandered around. They headed straight to the floor selling baby stuff. It was still too early to buy other children stuff, so baby stuff it was.
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