The woman cleared her throat. Since Maya had called her ‘pretty miss,’ she decided to buy her more
food.
“Let’s go, little glutton. Once you’re done with the drumsticks, you have to tell me your parents’ phone
numbers. We need to call them to pick you up soon.”
Maya blinked her large eyes, stunned momentarily. I don’t remember their phone numbers. What do I
do?
Maybe I should pretend to be dumb.
Juan told me to do that whenever Ms. Patty asks me questions I can’t answer.
Seeing that Maya nodded obediently, the woman brought her into a hamburger store. She then ordered
two drumsticks and a mango-flavored milk tea for the girl.
Maya dangled her legs happily as she chomped down her food.
“Why don’t you tell me what their numbers are? Then I can call your mommy. When you’re done, she
will be here to pick you up.”
Maya wrapped her plump hands around the cup of warm milk tea. A string of numbers bombarded her
brain, and she did not know which numbers to tell her.
“Come on.”
The woman waited for her response eagerly.
After moments of contemplation, Maya spouted out a string of random numbers.
“Is this a phone number?”
The woman creased her brows and reached out to pinch Maya’s chubby cheeks.
Maya giggled before coming up with a string of even more absurd numbers.
Noticing something amiss, she tried to persuade Maya to tell her the actual phone number. She even
told the girl that she would be rewarded with a large lollipop.
Stumped, Maya was at a loss for words when she heard the woman’s phone ring. The woman glanced
at it before she swiftly accepted the call.
She was silent at the beginning.
“Did you say Davin?”
“That’s right. I heard he had a compound fracture on his leg. It’s not a big problem. He injured it in a
crash on the way to Rose Garden.”
“What’s he doing at Rose Garden?”
The woman then said nothing more.
After the call was ended, Maya gazed at her enthusiastically.
“I used to live in Rose Garden. I know Uncle Davin.”
Upon hearing her words, the way the woman looked at Maya changed.
This girl lives in Rose Garden?
Rose Garden was exclusive to the Seets; no outsiders were allowed to live there.
Is she one of the Seets?
“Do you really live in Rose Garden? Do you know who Davin Seet is?”
“Yes. He’s Uncle Davin.”
Maya nodded fervently.
The woman gave the girl a once-over. It makes sense. The girl’s so plump because the Seet family is
wealthy and fed her well.
A smile grew on her face. Digging out her phone, she called Davin.
“Let’s see if you’ll beg me this time!”
Davin was staring at his cast when his phone suddenly rang. The moment he saw the caller ID, he
smashed his finger on the screen impatiently to pick it up.
“What?”
“You lost your kid. Buy me three meals, and I’ll send her back. Does that sound good?”
Lost my kid?
What kid?
“Did you just wake up? I’m a single man. How did I end up with a kid? Do you have nothing better to
do?”
“Not your kid. She calls you Uncle Davin.”
“Uncle Davin?” Davin snorted. “It doesn’t matter even if she calls me Grandpa Davin. Listen up, Sheep.
If you try to pull my leg again, I’m going to shear you bald.”
“For the last time, my name is Sheila, not Sheep! This kid is really from your family…”
“Bullsh*t!”
Hearing his arrogant tone, Sheila huffed before handing her phone to Maya instead.
“Here. Tell him. Do you call him Uncle Davin?”
Before Maya could say a word, Davin roared, “Call my ass! F*ck off!”
With that said, Davin hung up the call.
Maya stared at the dimmed screen, looking upset. Daddy ignored me, and so did Uncle Davin. No one
likes me.
With that thought in her head, tears brimmed in her eyes.
“Maya, don’t cry. All Davin has is his nasty mouth. I’ll teach him a lesson for you.”
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