Jennie's voice was incredibly sweet and warmed the principal's heart.

“Hello, Jennie. Why don't you play with other kids?"

"I'll go join them now." Jennie glanced at Keilani, who was standing next to the principal, with a puzzled look. She thought Keilani was strange since the latter's gaze was on her all the time.

"Wait!" Keilani called out to Jennie.

Jennie looked at Keilani, curious. "Yes? Can I help you with something?"

“I find you really adorable. I'd like to give you a gift." As she said this, Keilani pulled out a brand-new keychain from her pocket.

It had a woolen bear on it, something any child would love. “Here!

This is for you."

Jennie firmly refused, "I can't take it. Dad always says not to take things from people just like that. If I need something, he'll get it for me."

At the kindergarten, Jennie always referred to Tyrone as "Dad."

"Here, just take it.”

“No, thanks. I want to play now," Jennie replied and dashed off toward the slide.

The playground was bustling with kids, making it hard for Keilani to catch up. Reluctantly, she took back the gift.

The principal, observing this, smiled and commented, "Thanks for trying, but she doesn't take gifts without a good reason."

On a Sunday, Jennie encountered Keilani in her home.

That afternoon, Tyrone brought Jennie back for Lunch.

A car they didn't recognize was parked outside. Tyrone eyed the license plate curiously before leading Jennie inside.

In the living room, Wanda was chatting with Keilani.

Seeing Tyrone and Jennie, Wanda beamed and said, "Tyrone, Jennie, come in. This is Keilani. Keilani, meet my grandson Tyrone. He's looking after Jennie these days."

Tyrone's expression turned stern. He glanced at Keilani and asked bluntly, “Why are you here?"