Ryle did not remember when was the last time when he held a child. He knew he did for sure but it had been a long time in the past and the memory of it had long gone blurry in his head. And out of everything that could have happened, he never expected Daisy to come and shove her child in his arms and disappear like a gust of air.
He had met Angel a long time ago when Diana had just come to Los Angeles and was living with Maxim. And even then, Ryle had watched the little girl from a distance, saying that he was not good with children.
However, it was not that bad. He should have known it way before that he was good with anything and everything.
''Give her that one,'' Ryle pointed his finger towards the chocolate cake which Angel looked at every once in a while.
