When Charlotte saw Mark, she rushed over and called out in her sweet voice, "Daddy!"
He looked at Charlotte, studying her face, and only when he did not see any signs of her crying, he acknowledged Ronald. But just when he was about to leave, Ronald called out to him. "Can you help me make an appointment with Charlotte’s mom? I would like to meet her tomorrow."
Mark turned around with a frown. "What is it about?"
"Nothing. I have yet to meet her officially to say hello when she has given birth to a lovely granddaughter like Charlotte. I would like to invite her to dinner tomorrow."
"I will tell her." Mark raised his brows.
Yvette's face looked like smudged paint, changing colors and did not look too good. "Why invite her to dinner?"
"She gave birth to a child. We the Valentines should not have such a cavalier attitude toward her. If the media picks up on this, they will make a mountain out of a molehill. Besides, it will be just a meal. Not that w e are allowing her to be part of the Valentine family. Why such an overreaction?"
Ronald said, and then took out a diamond bracelet and handed it to her. "I know you like diamonds. This i s for you."
Yvette was enraptured and did not harp on the earlier topic. She put on the bracelet, but made a request. "I will go with you tomorrow."
"Okay." Ronald did not stop her. All he wanted to do was to sound Summer out, and then let Samantha take a good look at her, and see if she could remember the characteristics of the child that were like Summer.
Mark told Summer what Ronald had said. Summer frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, I will go.
"I will go with you."
"Then send me and Charlotte home now." She glanced at the time. It was 9:30 pm, and it was dark.
Mark raised his brows and let out a long sigh. "How I wish I could keep you here."
He chuckled and put Charlotte on his lap, then pried open her mouth. Summer was right; there were cavities in a few of the innermost teeth.
"Easy. She is still young, and we need to talk to her slowly. She will learn from her mistakes and improve.”
They were sitting in the backseat, but Charlotte lay in Mark's arms and refused to let Summer hold her. Summer poked Charlotte’s forehead with her finger."
Ingrate. Sulker. And you, please stop pampering her like this."
Mark looked askance at Summer with his brows raised. "It is okay. After all my daughter's teeth have dropped off, I will get her gold dental implants."
"You are completely off message." Summer glared at him. "She would be completely spoiled if I were to let you take care of her."
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