"Hehe... Baby, it's impossible to cancel now. I've already notified friends and family to come to my precious daughter's birthday. Especially tonight, the most important thing is for my proud adopted son, Ryan Rockefeller, to return. He doesn't easily attend such parties, you know. This time, I must have you two meet, so in the future, if you need anything in your career, he can be of help."
"Dad, I've said not to rely on anyone." Charlotte Green protested unhappily.
In these four years, Louis Rockefeller had doted on her immensely, seemingly trying to cultivate the father-daughter relationship they had missed out on for twenty-three years. And that adopted son, he would often mention, never failing to hide his pride in his tone.
