Wow, what a nice voice. Although Stella is only three years old, she is a complete face and voice enthusiast. Stella lifted her little head. The uncle in front of her was so tall, like a towering tree. She had to strain hard to see the uncle’s face. Finally, she saw Hayden Crawford’s handsome, chiseled face. Wow, what a handsome uncle. Stella always thought her mommy was the prettiest person in the world, and now this man is just as good-looking as her mommy. Stella bumped into Hayden Crawford’s thigh. Freshly parted from Caden Crawford, Hayden had just stepped out when a little bundle of sweetness crashed into him. He lowered his handsome eyes to look at Stella, and quickly, his pupils shrank, leaving him momentarily stunned. Because Stella’s little budding beauty of a face greatly resembled Serena Sterling’s. Stella wiped away a tear, then pouted and spoke in her soft baby voice, "Uncle, could I ask if you’ve seen my brother?" The girl’s skin was pink and fair, so delicate it seemed as though it would ooze water. Her eyes were especially star-like, bright enough to make anyone fall for her with just a blink. Hayden snapped back to reality, recognizing her as a little girl who was lost from her family. He scanned the surroundings before shaking his head, "I haven’t seen him." Upon hearing this, the tears in Stella’s eyes began to fall "plop plop" in streams. She cried, "Waaah, I want my brother, I want my mommy..." With her cheeks streaked with tears, Hayden’s mind conjured up Serena Sterling’s exquisitely beautiful face, like a pear blossom in the rain. He wondered if she had been this tender and tearful as a child. In this moment, his steadfast heart softened beyond belief. He took a few steps forward and crouched down in front of the girl, softening his voice as much as possible, "What’s your name?" Stella was sobbing in shudders, her big, innocent eyes filled with tears, "My name is Stella." Is it because her eyes resemble stars in the sky? Hayden’s lips curled into a smile, "Stella, how about this? What’s your brother’s name? I’ll have someone help look for him." Stella sniffled and answered, "My brother’s name is Pip." Three black lines crossed his forehead instantly—Pip, Stella? Could this family be any more casual about naming their kids? "Stella, what’s your mommy’s name, or do you remember her phone number? I’ll help you call her." Stella thought for a moment and answered, "My mommy is just called mommy. Also, what’s a phone number?" Hayden, "..." How does this family educate their children? Seeing Hayden’s reaction, Stella let out a big "Waaah," switching from crying to outright wailing. Hayden was startled, "Stella, what happened? Why are you crying so hard?" "Because uncle despises me." "I don’t," Hayden said righteously. "Uncle is lying. Your expression just now looked exactly like my brother’s sometimes when he looks at me." Hayden, "..." What a peculiar family! He extended his large hand to wipe Stella’s tears, unused to comforting such young girls, his words a bit clumsy, "Stella, be good, don’t cry, okay? Uncle does not despise you." Stella ignored him, her tears only increased the more he wiped them away. Hayden was a bit flustered, feeling that his bones softened in the presence of this little dumpling. It was a strange sensation he had never experienced before. He had raised Caden Crawford himself; technically, he had been a "milk father" for three years, but Caden was a boy, and Hayden could spank Caden’s bottom. But the little girl before him was gentle and tender, like she was made of water, making him afraid to touch her. He really liked this little girl, feeling his heart was gently stirred, like a feather swirling around, creating circles of soft ripples. At this moment, he felt his heart was somewhat full. He wondered why, perhaps because this little girl resembled Serena Sterling so much, like a miniature version of her. "Stella, your little shoes have fallen off; uncle will put them on for you." One of Stella’s little shoes had fallen off, revealing the pale yellow socks inside, adorably cute. Hayden picked up the little shoe, then placed Stella seated on his lap and helped her put it back on. At this moment, Stella caught sight again of the lollipop in the store’s display window, her eyes lingering on it for a few more looks. "Stella, do you want that lollipop? Uncle will buy it for you." Hayden glanced behind him at Corvus, and Corvus quickly went to buy it. Stella immediately waved her little hands, "Uncle, I don’t want it. Mommy and brother said we can’t randomly eat things from others." Corvus swiftly bought the lollipop and handed it to Hayden, who then offered it to Stella, "Uncle isn’t a bad person, take it." Stella held the lollipop but didn’t eat it. Despite feeling that the uncle wasn’t a bad person, she needed to be safety-conscious, "Uncle, thank you." Hayden saw that the little girl had been well-educated. He wondered what kind of family could produce such a sweet and innocent daughter, "Stella, where’s your daddy?" Stella holding the lollipop froze, her big eyes blinking in innocence and confusion looking at Hayden, "Daddy? What’s that..." Stella’s words were interrupted by a tender childish voice ringing in her ears, "Don’t move, let go of my Mimi, raise your hands!" Just now, Pip had gone chasing after Caden Crawford, but unfortunately didn’t catch up; Caden got into a luxury car and sped away. Pip thought to himself, "Darn, I’ve left my Mimi at the airport," so he quickly hurried back. Hayden was talking with Stella and didn’t notice the voice behind him. Hearing it, he quickly stood upright and turned around, seeing Pip a few steps away. At the moment, Pip held a toy gun, aiming it at Hayden’s head. Corvus was shocked because he hadn’t noticed when Pip got there. The child, who was just like their own young master Caden, managed to sneak past a group of black-suited bodyguards unnoticed. "Little friend..." Corvus wanted to speak. Hayden quickly glanced at Corvus, signaling him to step back. For original chapters go to novᴇlfire.net "Young master." Corvus retreated to Hayden’s side. Hayden narrowed his deep, slanted eyes a few strides away looking at Pip, and said in a low voice, "Although he holds a toy gun, his... marksmanship is quite accurate." Corvus was shocked looking at Pip, a child carved from jade seeming the same size as their own young master Caden. Corvus had always thought their young master Caden was exceptional, and now there’s another three-year-old with remarkable marksmanship. Gosh, what’s the world coming to? Is it becoming a child’s domain now? Corvus backed away. Hayden calmly raised his hands, looking down at Pip, "Little friend, you’re definitely the first to make me raise my hands!"