At that moment, a servant approached. Hastily opening the door, she uttered with embarrassment, "Sir, about this ball..."

Leonel smiled and said, "Oh, she just dropped it. And I only picked it up for her."

The servant was embarrassed.

Misinterpreting this courteous man, she invited him inside. “It appears you have a fondness for Evelyn."

"Is her name Evelyn?"

Leonel loosened the Leash on the puppy, allowing it to frolic on the grass. Subsequently, he lifted the delicate little girl.

The three-year-old girl emanated a milky scent.

She felt soft and fragrant.

Leonel extended his hand and gently touched Evelyn, causing her face to wrinkle. Although she hadn't forgotten that he had teased her earlier, she still liked his puppy.

Leonel set her down and gave her a gentle pat on the buttocks. “Go and play," he encouraged.

Instantly, Evelyn brightened up and engaged in play with the puppy.

She had long overlooked the fact that he was a bothersome man.

Leonel kept his gaze fixed on Evelyn, prompting the servant to smile and remark, “Sir, it seems fate has brought you and Evelyn together. Upon closer inspection, your eyes share a resemblance."

Leonel shifted his gaze away and uttered slowly, “Actually, I'm her uncle from her mother's side."

The realization dawned on the servant.

It's no wonder he and Evelyn share similar eyes! She thought.

Leonel didn't linger. Despite any desire to ascend and observe the activities upstairs, he restrained himself. He was not that mad.

Upon departing, he took Ollie along with him.

Evelyn hesitated to part with Ollie. Leonel assured her, "I reside in the rear. If you wish to play with the puppy, simply have someone accompany you there."

Leonel appeared handsome and respectable, residing in a Luxurious villa, and he claimed to be Evelyn's uncle; therefore, the servant harbored no doubts whatsoever.