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    Timothy was briefly taken aback; Ginger’s smile seemed to prate through him, instantly melting his


    hardened heart.


    Ginger approached him cautiously, her small face tilted toward him as though silently asking him to


    clean it for her.


    Despite his usualposure, Timothy found himself oddly flustered at this moment.


    He awkwardly uttered. “You can handle it yourself.”


    Ginger clumsily ced the cake box down and reached for the wet wipes in his hand, slowly cleaning


    the vani cream from her face.


    However, unable to see where the cream was, she unintentionally spread it further across her face.


    Timothy furrowed his brow as he reached for another wet wipe, carefully cleaning her face.


    Just then, Caleb barged in through the door. “Tim, why did you call me up here? Hey–what’s this little


    thing doing by your side?”


    “You’re the one who’s the ‘thing‘ here!”


    Upon hearing the reprimand, Ginger immediately pouted and turned away, her eyes filling with tears as


    she nced at Caleb.


    Observing Ginger’s tearful expression, Timothy frowned and turned to Caleb. “You have some


    exining


    to do.”


    Moments ago, Timothy had dismissed the simrity in their names as a mere coincidence.


    But now, it seemed increasingly likely that Ginger was here specifically to find Caleb.


    Caleb was utterly bewildered. “Exin what, Tim? Is this your secret daughter?”


    Nheless, how could she bear such a striking resemnce to Mia?


    Hadn’t Mia passed away four years ago?


    At the mention of a “secret daughter“, Ginger grew flustered. “I’m not a hidden child!“.


    Timothy shot Caleb a piercing re. “She seems to be searching for you. Care to exin?”


    “Searching for me? That can’t be. She must be looking for you. Can’t you see the resemnce?”


    Timothy’s expression darkened as he looked at Ginger. “He’s Caleb, Are you sure he’s the person


    you’re looking for?”


    “Yes, he’s my daddy!”


    Ginger’s revtion left Caleb stunned, causing him to lose his bnce and fall off the couch.


    His expression resembled that of someone who had just discovered two lines on a pregnancy test.


    appearing utterly innocent.


    After a brief moment, Caleb eventuallyposed himself. “Tim, she’s not my daughter. It’s impossible!”


    “She’s here looking for you. How can it be a mistake?”


    “But she isn’t mine, I assure you.”


    Ginger couldn’t hold back her tears any longer.


    She cried out, her voice a swirl of both anxiety and sadness, “Daddy, is it because I’ve been naughty


    that you don’t want me anymore? But I’m a good kid! Wah…


    Her sweet voice was now tinged with sobs.


    Timothy couldn’t help but sympathize with her. His gaze turned cold as he stared at Caleb. “You’d


    better think carefully before you speak. A real man takes responsibility.”


    “Damn it, she’s not even my daughter. What responsibility should I take? Embrace fatherhood with


    open arms?” Caleb pondered to himself.


    He waspletely baffled, his gaze shifting helplessly toward Ginger. “Look, kid, you can’t just im


    someone as your dad out of nowhere.”


    Ginger wiped away her tears, looking pitiful with droplets forming near her eyshes.


    Her voice trembled with emotion, her words tinged with a hint of nasal tone, “But you’re my daddy!”


    “Which bastard… oh, sorry.”


    Timothy retracted his foot, his voice calm as he said, “Please don’t use inappropriatenguage in front


    of


    her.”


    — at Ginger with a gentle expression. “Come on, sweetie, tell


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    me, who told you that I’m your daddy?”


    “My mommy.”


    “And who is your mommy?”