Chapter 382


    "Look how protective you are. Your thinking is still a little too conservative."


    "What is wrong with being conservative? You are not married and have children. You will know when


    you d o. Whether it is a boy or a girl, they must receive proper teaching of conduct."


    Immediately afterwards, those men at the table started to discuss parenting. Summer was genuinely


    impressed.


    They knew not only how to solve crimes but also a thing or two about parenting, and they all talked like


    experts.


    Charlotte poked out her little pink tongue to lick the strawberry cake in front of her, while her two little


    hands were busily unpacking the present box.


    There were so many presents, all for Uncle Dean. Well, Uncle Dean said, as long as those presents


    were his, they were all Charlotte''s.


    But when Charlotte finished unpacking them, she looked at those leather shoes, ties, belt, and wallet in


    disappointment. There was not a single piece of candy.


    They ate and chatted for a long time. At the end of the


    day, everyone said their goodbye to one another and left.


    There were only the three of them in the private box. Men were still men. Except for Charlotte, they


    basically did not touch the strawberry cake.


    Before Summer got up, Charlotte stood up on the chair, grabbed the strawberry cake and struggled to


    hold it with her short arms.


    "What are you doing, Charlotte?" Summer asked.


    Charlotte did not look up, but licked her cream-stained lips like a cat licking its lips. "Mummy, since


    those uncles didn''t eat it, I will take it back and eat it myself."


    Summerughed, pinching Charlotte''s rounded cheek.


    "You may have it all."


    Dean could not help butugh, too. He extended his hand, took the cake, and put it in its box, then


    handed i t to Charlotte. "Here you go. Hold it."


    "Thank you, Uncle Dean." Charlotte''s eyes smiled into a pair of crescent moons. They looked curved


    and bright.


    Summer had also prepared a present for Dean. It was a wallet. She shrugged helplessly. "I know. Too


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    many wallets now. Nevertheless, happy birthday."


    There were at least two other wallets in the pile of presents, and this one was the third one.


    Dean smiled and rubbed his hair. "How about giving m e another present?” "What present?” she asked.


    She would like to know what he wanted so she could know if she could meet his request.


    "A home-cooked meal. Just a simple one."


    This was not difficult at all. Summer agreed. "You have just had your meal. Are you sure you can still


    take more?"


    "I had my lunch. There is still dinner."


    "Okay. I will cook it at your house. Let''s go to the supermarket and buy some ingredients.”


    They decided so and went to a nearby supermarket together. Dean was pushing the cart while Summer


    chose what to buy.


    Charlotte was following behind them, feeling bored to death. Her round eyes darted around when she


    spotted a kite flying in the sky outside the supermarket. Her eyes lit up instantly, and she ran out at


    once.


    Summer and Dean had not noticed that Charlotte had left them, and they continued with their


    shopping.


    When Summer saw Charlotte’s favorite yogurt and wanted to ask Charlotte what vor she preferred,


    she found Charlotte was nowhere to be seen.


    Summer broke out in a cold sweat, her face turning pale, her hands and feet sweaty. She hurriedly


    called out to Charlotte at the supermarket. "Charlotte,


    Charlotte..."