Chapter: 361
Those words evoked a sense of misfortune.
Jonathan smiled gently and patted her head. “Alright, I won't tell her, but you can't leave the hotel. Your mommy will worry if she can't find you."
Nola pouted, pitifully blinking her big eyes. "But I want to buy candy! I have to leave the hotel."
As she spoke, she pulled out a one-dollar bill and waved it at him.
Aimee had given it to her as a reward, telling her she could buy candy with it, and Nola had been looking forward to it ever since.
She had waited until Aimee was asleep and her mother was busy working. Then, she had snuck downstairs with this money.
But after all that careful planning, this random man wasn't letting her leave the hotel.
She couldn't let that happen.
Jonathan chuckled at her insistence.
Children often spoke incoherently. But she was incredibly cute.
Jonathan found it hard to resist her pleading look.
“Alright then, let's go back to your hotel room and ask your mommy. If she agrees, I'll take you to buy candy."
When Nola heard this, her eyes widened, and she shook her head vehemently.
"No way, I'm not telling my mommy!" Bethany would never approve.
“How about I get you some candy, and you stay here without wandering around, alright?" Jonathan was concerned that her parents might get worried if they couldn't find her later.
"Okay." Nola cocked her head, pondering deeply before she passed her money to the dashing man before her.
She thought for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Hey, you're not trying to pull a fast one on me, right?"
It was amusing how a little girl could suspect the CEO of Bates Group over a dollar.
Jonathan chuckled softly and reassured her, "Relax. I'll be right back."
He held onto the money out of fear that she might walk away while he was off buying candy. If she lacked funds, she could wait for him at the hotel.
Turning towards the supermarket up ahead, Jonathan glanced down at the money and couldn't resist a smile.
In some inexplicable way, that young girl drew him near. Maybe it was his age, being in his thirties, the time when one typically had children, or perhaps it was simply because her eyes resembled Bethany's.
He valued his time greatly and usually lacked interest or patience with children. Yet, upon meeting this little girl, his heart melted.
Suddenly, an idea struck him. If only she could be his daughter.