Chapter 1593


    Daniel’s request to Persephone was quite simple.


    “It’s a small thing,” he said with a smile. “I want to pick you up from school every day from now on.”


    “Hmm?” Persephone, being mischievous, furrowed her brows.


    “Does that mean my dad and mom, Grandpa Zephyr, Grandma Cordelia, Grandpa Nichs, and


    Grandma Linda can’te anymore?” she asked.


    “Try to keep them froming,” Daniel said earnestly, making up excuses. “Think about it. Your


    parents are always busy with work, and sometimes they might forget to pick you up. Your


    grandparents, Zephyr and Cordelia, are busy running a cafe, and your other grandparents…”


    Daniel hesitated, scratching his head. “Well, they’re all busy too.”


    “So, you’re the only one who’s free?”


    Daniel blinked and nodded.


    “Alright,” Persephone agreed. “But I have one condition.”


    “Oh? What is it?”


    “You have to bring me delicious treats every day!” she stated.


    With a smile, Daniel extended his pinky finger to seal the deal.


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    This time, he bought Persephone a new ice cream cone with double vani, making it exceptionally


    sweet.


    “This is our agreement, Sephy. You know what to say to your parents and the others, right?”


    Daniel immediately regretted his words. How could he expect such a young child to keep this secret?


    Surprisingly, Persephone patted her chest confidently. “Granduncle, you can rx! I won’t tell them.


    The kindergarten has a school bus for pickup and drop-off. I’ll tell them I like taking the school bus


    home from now on!”


    Daniel was overjoyed and couldn’t help butugh. He lifted Persephone and twirled her around, being


    careful not to ruin her new ice cream cone again.


    “You’re quite clever. How did you get so sharp?” he remarked.


    Persephone nced at him with a sly smile as if he had just discovered how smart Hamerton kids


    were.


    With his goal achieved, Daniel was in a fantastic mood. As he walked down the street with


    Persephone, he felt like the sun was shining even brighter.


    Looking at Persephone, he thought of his own child, the one he had insisted Maisie abort, and his


    mood took a downturn.


    “Granduncle, why are you unhappy again?” Persephone asked, observing him closely. “You’ve been


    looking unhappy. Don’t you like Centrolis?”


    Daniel forced a smile and shook his head.


    “Granduncle, there will be fun things in a couple of days!”


    “What kind of things?”


    Persephone whispered in his ear, “My Uncle Toph is going to propose to Aunt Arya!”


    –


    Later, Daniel learned that the second Hamerton heir was nning a grand proposal for the Bayer


    heiress.


    He had secretly visited the venue, which was romantically designed, and he could tell that Toph had put


    a lot of thought into it.


    Daniel thought that young people’s love was indeed beautiful.


    –


    The next day.


    Daniel wandered aimlessly along the streets and arrived at the international kindergarten. It was still


    early for school pickup, but the security guard recognized him as Ruth’s esteemed guest and let him in


    with great respect.


    “Sir, are you here to pick up Ms. Hamerton today? She’s in her piano lesson. Would you like to wait for


    her in the music room?”


    “No need,” Daniel replied, trying to calm his rapidly beating heart. “I’d like to wait in the teacher’s office.


    Is that possible?”


    –


    Maisie was currently alone in the spacious office.


    The other teachers were in ss, and this was her free period. She was working on some handicrafts


    for the children—small gifts for her future sses. She was engrossed in her work and didn’t notice


    someone at the door.


    Daniel approached slowly, resisting the impulse to embrace her. He saw the mess on her desk, saw


    her sewing ording to a pattern, and the sunlight streaming in through the window, illuminating her


    beautiful profile.


    He watched her smile again, and his heart trembled.


    She had always been skillful, not only in making these handicrafts but also in cooking delicious dishes.


    She had thoroughly spoiled his taste. He was a picky eater and could find fault with even the dishes


    from five-star chefs at the Hamerton hotels.


    Maisie looked at the pattern, then at the item in her hands, and revealed a satisfied smile. She decided


    to make a few more and finish them before the end of the school day for her ss the next day.


    However, she happened to look up in the small mirror on her desk and suddenly saw a figure standing


    behind her.


    “Ah!” She was startled, and the needle in her hand pricked her finger, drawing a drop of blood.