Violet was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
"Mommy..." Arya hid in Violet's arms with some fear.
Violet lowered her head to comfort Arya, "It's okay! Mommy is here."
"Mommy, we seem to have been selected. What game are we going to participate in?" Calvin pointed
to the middle-aged man who was coming to them.
The middle-aged man just heard it and explained with a smile, "Yes, today is the first anniversary of our
restaurant, so this event was specially held. As long as you participate, there will be prizes regardless
of whether you win or lose. Lady, are you interested in it?"
"Prize?" Arya was not scared anymore when she heard the word. She came out of Violet's arms and
looked at the middle-aged man eagerly, "Grandpa, what kind of the prize is it?"
Grandpa?
The middle-aged man was speechless. He couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his bald head. He
was sad, but he still had to keep a smile on his face, "It's a big, big teddy bear."
"Teddy bear?" Arya's eyes lit up completely. She pulled the corner of Violet's clothes, "Mommy, Arya
wants a teddy bear."
"This..." Violet was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to do.
On the one hand, she didn't want to disappoint her daughter.
On the other hand, she was afraid that the biological fathers of the two children were really here. If the
three of them went up to participate in the game, it would be easier to be seen.
"Mommy." Calvin suddenly raised his head, "Since Arya wants it, let's participate in it. I want to play,
too. We haven't played games together for a long time."
Both of them wanted to play the game, which made Violet so helpless.
After thinking about it, she took out two little red riding caps from her bag and put them on the two
children, and then put the coats on them again, covering their faces a little.
In this way, it should be less conspicuous, right?
"Well, we can participate in it. But as soon as we get the prize, we have to leave immediately." Violet
said.
"Love you, Mommy!" Arya jumped up happily.
After that, Calvin followed the middle-aged man to choose which game they had to play.
In the private room on the second floor of the restaurant, a casually dressed, cute-looking man was
lying at the window, looking down excitedly.
When he saw Calvin, he quickly turned around and patted the man who was sitting on the sofa and
exuding an aristocratic aura, "Stanley, come here! See who it is?"
Stanley turned his face slightly and looked at the hand on his shoulder with disgust, "Remove your
hand!"
Henry Baxter pouted, "What's the matter? You don’t allow women to touch you. Now, you even don’t
allow men to touch you?"
Stanley ignored Henry Baxter. He just held an iPad to see the financial trend chart for the first half of
the year.
Henry took a look. Then he felt dizzy and quickly looked away, "I really don't know what's so good
about these. Look at that boy, he looks almost exactly the same as you."
"Huh?" Stanley's ear moved slightly.
Henry pointed out the window, "It's there, wearing a cap. I almost didn't recognize him. Fortunately, I
have a pair of sharped eyes."
Stanley put down the iPad and walked to the window, looking in the direction Henry was pointing. Then
he saw that child.
"I ran into him just now outside the toilet, as well as his younger sister. His younger sister is not much
like you, but he is completely like you when you were a little boy. When I did the paternity test, I really
thought he was your child. Besides, this boy is as cruel as you. He stomped on my feet."
Speaking of this, Henry took a look at Stanley, and sighed in a pity, "It's so similar! Why isn't he your
kid?"
"Shut up!" Stanley said coldly.
Henry shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.
Perhaps the two people's gazes were too obvious, without the slightest concealment. Calvin, who had
finished choosing the game project, felt that someone was looking at him.
He raised his head subconsciously and then he met Stanley's cold eyes.
Calvin recognized him.
It was the uncle at the mall last time!
Calvin smiled and waved to Stanley.
Stanley was slightly startled.
Was that kid greeting him?
For the first time someone greeted him in this way. Stanley couldn't help feeling a bit interesting, and
then he was ready to respond.
However, when he raised his hand, before he waved it, the child had already run away.
"Haha!" Henry couldn't help but laughed out after witnessing the whole process.
Stanley stared at him coldly.
Calvin didn't know what happened on the second floor after he ran away. He returned to Violet and
handed her the note in his hand.
After reading it, Violet was a little dumbfounded, "Three-legged Race..."
"What's the matter, Mommy?" Arya tiptoed and wanted to read the note in Violet’s hand.
It was a pity that she couldn't read it.
"Mommy is okay." Violet patted the back of her daughter's hand, and then asked the son on the side,
"Baby Calvin, can you go and tell that grandpa just now to change another game?"
"No, I asked him. He said Mom must go with Dad, and I go with Arya, and then we will race together to
see who reaches the finish line first." Calvin stretched out a short index finger and shook it like a small
adult.
"But there is no your Dad." Violet held her forehead helplessly.
Calvin was silent for a few seconds while pursing his small mouth. He suddenly thought of something
and smiled mysteriously, "Mommy, I'm going to find a Dad."
"Huh?" Violet was stunned, "Find a Dad? Where are you going to find Dad?"
Did he want to find that weird uncle and then let that weird uncle called his biological father to come
over?
"It's upstairs." After Calvin replied, he ran towards the stairs.
On the second floor, Calvin stood outside the door of a private room, plucked up the courage and
knocked on the door.
The door was opened soon. Henry poked his head out of the door and blinked in surprise when he saw
Calvin outside the door, "Hey, you are..."
"Hello, uncle, I'm looking for that uncle." Calvin looked at Stanley behind Henry.
Stanley raised his eyebrows, "Looking for me?"
"Uncle, can I ask you for a favor?" Calvin smiled sincerely.
Stanley got up and walked over, "What?"
"Can you be the Daddy of Arya and me for a while and help us complete a game?" Calvin looked at
Stanley expectantly.
Stanley was stunned, "To be your Daddy?"
He didn't expect that this boy would let him help in such a way.
"Yes." Calvin nodded.
Henry jokingly whistled, "Stanley, say yes. Anyway, you doubted it before..."
"Shut up!" Stanley shouted at Henry again.
But when he was facing Calvin, his cold voice softened again, "You let me be your Daddy? Are you not
afraid that your Daddy will know it?"
"I haven’t known where my Daddy is yet." Calvin muttered.
"What did you say?" Stanley didn't hear clearly.
"Nothing! Let's go, uncle." Calvin said, pulling him downstairs.
Looking at Calvin's excited little face, Stanley's eyes were a little complicated.
Logically, he should really hate the kid's arrogant behaviors, and he should tell the kid not to mess
around.
But he didn't know why he couldn't say it out.
He even didn't want to get rid of the kid’s hands.
In this way, Stanley was dragged to the first floor by Calvin.
"Mommy, I brought Dad over." Calvin shouted at Violet's back.
Hearing this, Violet quickly turned around. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw the man who
was pulled by her son.
"Mr. Murphy?"
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