The Sinclair Group has built a Children’s Playground in the City Center, which combines entertainnt, leisure, and shopping. This is a limited edition gold card, of which there are only ten, gifted to partners collaborating with the Sinclair Group. With this card, all expenses in the Children’s Playground are waived. Given that the Sinclair Group’s playground follows a high-end route, all its shops are top-tier children’s brands. The card’s value is beyond quantification in monetary terms.
Such a precious gold card, given away casually as a birthday present for a child turning three years old.
Enna Clark glanced at Baron Lawrence, seeing pure affection in his dark eyes, accepted Adam Sinclair’s gold card, and said, "Thank you."
"You’re welco." Adam Sinclair walked in front of Gigi, pinched her soft cheek, his heart lting, "Next year on your birthday, Uncle will give you a big surprise, okay?"
"Okay~ Thank you, Uncle~" The little girl had big, round eyes, with remarkable bravery. Generally, a little girl would cry when a less familiar person pinches her cheek, but she was unafraid, even rubbing her small chubby face against Adam’s palm. Her obedient deanor was like a Scottish Fold cat, truly heart-lting for Adam.
Unable to resist, Adam Sinclair lifted his head and said to the proud man, "How about you lend Gigi to for two days?"
Baron Lawrence swept over with a sharp look, coldly asking, "Do you want to die?"
Adam Sinclair helplessly touched his nose, his Peach Blossom Eyes curved, "No, I don’t."
After all these years of friendship, he just wanted to borrow his precious daughter to play for two days, and he was t with such harshness. Ah~ Indeed, a child of one’s own is the best.
Enna Clark couldn’t hold back a laugh and told him, "Young Master Sinclair, hang on a mont, I’ll go call Olivia out for you."
Adam Sinclair ca looking for Olivia Lewis, so without pretense, he smiled and said to her, "Thanks a lot, Enna."
"No problem."
Enna Clark quickly called out Olivia, who was nestled in Bobby’s room playing gas. Olivia froze montarily upon seeing Adam.
"Why are you here?"
"Do you know what ti it is now?" Adam Sinclair’s handso face darkened with her question.
Olivia Lewis innocently scratched the back of her head, "What ti is it?"
Her gaze turned to the wall where the clock showed ten-thirty, her eyes widened in surprise, blurting out, "Oh crap, it’s so late. I thought it was only eight-thirty."
Adam Sinclair’s mouth twitched slightly, "It’s almost eleven. I went to your ho looking for you, but you weren’t there. I called your manager, but he said he wasn’t with you either. If Baron hadn’t told you were here, I was about to call the police to find you."
"...It’s not that exaggerated. You could’ve called ." Olivia felt a guilty pang.
Adam Sinclair wanted to strangle her, enunciating, "Check your phone yourself."
"What’s with my phone..." She took out her phone, pressed it a couple of tis, and was dismayed to find it had shut down automatically due to a dead battery.
Adam Sinclair, "Do you think I didn’t try calling you? I called you over ten tis, but it was always off. Should I have called the police?"
Olivia had lost track of ti while playing, realizing it was her fault, unusually conceding without argunt. Once Adam found her, he chatted briefly with Enna and the others before heading out with Olivia.
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