However, she didn't forget her purpose and kept an eye on the restaurant's entrance.

About halfway through the meal, Tyrone arrived at the restaurant.

Jennie's eyes lit up as she spotted Tyrone entering the restaurant.

“Uncle Tyrone, over here!" She waved excitedly.

Tyrone observed Sabrina and Jennie. They looked particularly harmonious sitting together, like a mother-daughter pair

He couldn't help but entertain the thought of how wonderful it would be if Jennie were his and Sabrina's daughter.

As the thought crossed his mind, Tyrone's Lips curled into a smile, and he walked towards them. He glanced at the remaining fish on the platter and asked, "Just starting?"

"Yes," Jennie replied before Sabrina could say anything. "Uncle, have you had dinner? Would you like to eat with us? The roasted fish is delicious!"

Tyrone smiled at Sabrina and asked, “Would you mind if I joined you? I haven't had dinner yet."

Sabrina's response was cold and to the point. "Yes, I do!"

“Let Uncle Tyrone join us, please." Jennie shook Sabrina's hand while Looking at her with cute puppy eyes.

Sabrina shot Tyrone a stern look but remained silent.

Tyrone took the hint and signaled for the waiter. He ordered a set of utensils and some side dishes that he knew the girls would enjoy. Then he sat at the table opposite them.

“Jennie, where did you explore today?" Tyrone inquired casually.

Jennie described everything with a Lively and eloquent narration.

The woman sitting next to them didn't notice them at first but was intrigued by Jennie's storytelling. She couldn't help but remark, “How old is your daughter? She speaks so well. My son is already in elementary school and doesn't articulate half as well as she does."

Jennie beamed and replied, "I'm four years old.”

"Only four? What a bright child!" The woman's surprise turned into an endearing smile directed at Jennie. “You're doing a wonderful job with her education. She's intelligent and polite. A lovely girl! With parents as good-looking as you two, your child is bound to be a charmer.”

Sabrina felt slightly embarrassed. With a half-smile, she explained, "She's not my daughter. She's my niece."

The woman's expression shifted to confusion. “Oh, I apologize. She resembles you both so much that I thought she was your daughter."