"What are you looking at! You are my daughter, after all, and I'm worried you might be hungry, so what's wrong with making you a midnight snack!"
Is that really all it is? Is this the time he remembers she's his daughter?
Charlotte approached with suspicion, because if she didn't eat, he would inevitably make a fuss.
But—
"Dad, I've left some money in the drawer of my room. If you need it, just take it," she said as she walked to the kitchen to wash the chopsticks.
Upon hearing this, Jay Green's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped toward her room with a smile.
Not until his figure had disappeared into the room did Charlotte quickly dump most of the dumplings from the table into the kitchen, then swiftly returned to the living room coffee table just as Jay Green emerged, counting the banknotes. He saw Charlotte putting down her chopsticks.
