Ginger rolled her eyes and asserted confidently, “Mommy says if you brush your teeth properly, you


    won’t get cavities!”


    Caleb hobbled out, feeling more wretched than he had ever felt in his life.


    As he settled onto the sofa, he fixed a stern gaze on Ginger. “Who sent you here?” he inquired.


    “The heavens did!” Ginger shot back.


    “What’s your mommy’s name?”


    “I already told you. My mommy’s name is Little Fairy.”


    After a barrage of inquiries, Caleb felt emotionally drained, cing a hand over his chest. “I can’t


    believe


    I’ve run into you!”


    “Well, looks like you’re stuck with me! That’s life’s challenge for you!” Ginger retorted defiantly.


    Upon hearing this, Timothy instinctively nced at Ginger, his eyes settling on her small, round face


    reminiscent of someone from his past; Mia had uttered those same words once.


    A trace of uncertainty shed in his eyes; Mia had passed away four years ago due to severe bleeding


    from a miscarriage.


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    Nheless, Timothy never


    believed it!


    He gazed at Ginger standing before him. “Now that you’ve found the person you were looking for, when


    do you n to return?”


    Ginger huffed in frustration, dering, “If I had known he was such a jerk, I wouldn’t have bothered


    Caleb was perplexed.


    He felt as though he had chosen the wrong day to leave the house!


    Timothy spoke in aposed tone, “Which part of Nord City do you live in? I’ll purchase a ne ticket


    and arrange for someone to escort you back.”


    Caleb’s surprise was evident as he eximed, “Hey, kiddo, you’re from Nord City? What’s your name?”


    Ginger arrogantly turned her head. “I don’t feel like answering your question.”


    Taking control of the conversation, Timothy intervened. “Her name is Ginger Lane.”


    Caleb pondered her name for a moment, sensing a discrepancy but unable to identify it.


    Ginger turned away from Caleb, disying her evident disdain for him.


    Timothy nced at her. “You still haven’t answered my question.”


    With a pout, Ginger replied, “Chesterfield.”


    Caleb found himself momentarily lost in thought. The esteemed Lane family resided in Chesterfield, the


    capital of Nord City.


    Adding to his intrigue, Ginger shared the Lane surname and bore a striking resemnce to Mia. Could


    all of this be mere coincidence?


    Timothy swiftly turned to Heath, instructing him, “Arrange the closest avable flight for her and send


    someone to escort her to the airport.”


    Heath promptlyplied. After ending the call, he informed Timothy, “Mr. Barrett, due to the storm


    today. Xanier Ind Airport is closed, and all flights are suspended.”


    “When do they expect flights to resume?” Timothy asked.


    “It could be aste as tomorrow. We’ll need to assess the weather conditions then,” Heath responded.


    Timothy cast a helpless nce at Ginger. “It seems you won’t be able to return today.”


    Ginger leaned in closer to him, her voice pleading. “Tim, could you please let me stay over tonight? I


    promise to behave!”


    Turning to Caleb, Timothy quipped, “Did you hear that? She’ll be bunking with you tonight!”


    “What?”


    “I don’t want to!”


    Caleb turned his gaze toward her. “Aren’t you here to find your dad? Why don’t you want to share a


    room with me? Do you dislike me or something?”


    “Hmph, I just don’t want to bunk with a jerk like you.”


    With that, Ginger arrogantly tossed her head, causing her braided pigtails to unravel, and her soft hair


    cascaded down over her shoulders.


    Caleb was infuriated.


    With pleading eyes, Ginger turned to Timothy. “Tim, could you please let me stay for one night?”


    Timothy frowned. “I prefer not to share a bed with anyone.”


    “I can sleep on the couch,” Ginger suggested.


    Timothy’s brows furrowed tightly, but ultimately, he couldn’t resist her pleading expression.


    Just then, Heath interjected, “Mr. Barrett, it’s time for your meeting with the lord of Xanier Ind.”


    Ginger lifted her head and spoke in a sweet tone, “Tim, you should focus on your work. Don’t worry


    about me. I’ll wait for you toe back!”


    Caleb clicked his tongue in disapproval. “You reallyck manners, addressing Tim so casually. Does


    that mean we’re now peers?”


    With her arms crossed in front of her, Ginger raised her chin proudly and continued to ignore him.