“Let's go to the mall, Jennie," Tyrone said, holding his hand out.

Jennie hopped off the sofa and slipped her little hand into his, and they left.

“Don't forget to be back for Lunch!" Wanda called after them.

‘f course," Tyrone assured.

"Great-grandma, please save some food for me. I'll be back for Lunch,"

Jennie turned and requested.

“Don't worry, my Little one! There will be a meal waiting for you."

Wanda watched as they departed, hand in hand, and let out a long sigh.

She couldn't help but think about what a clever girl Jennie was. She was healthy and capable, so why would her parents abandon her?

“I noticed the resemblance between Jennie and Tyrone. They look like father and daughter at first glance," said the housekeeper.

Wanda pondered the matter, mumbling aloud, "You're right!"

A fleeting idea crossed her mind, causing her expression to change slightly.

She hoped that her instincts were wrong.

Meanwhile, Tyrone took Jennie to the mall for clothes shopping.

Upon arriving, Jennie was excited, darting around with enthusiasm. She spotted a train with parents and children on it.

She looked up at Tyrone, her eyes as big as saucers, and asked eagerly, “Uncle Tyrone, can we ride that train?"

The mall had five floors, and they went on a tour of all the shops.

Once they had finished shopping, Jennie grew too tired to walk.

Tyrone easily held her in one arm while carrying the shopping bags with the other.

Nestled against Tyrone's neck, Jennie exclaimed, “Wow! Uncle, you're amazing! I like you so much!"