"Jennifer, do you really want to go out to eat?" Sylvia pondered for a moment, then confirmed with Jennifer again.
"Yes, Mommy, I want to go out to eat." Jennifer nodded very seriously.
She could confirm that her father at this time had no bad intentions, that her father was very sincere to her mother, and that she wanted to be with her father.
Sylvia remained silent.
Jennifer had never received any fatherly love since she had grown up. If Arthur didn't mean any harm and just wanted to invite them out to dinner, it would be fine. At least it could make up for Jennifer's lack of fatherly affection, and it would also make her feel less guilty. The children were together, and the children also wanted to be with their father.
However, if Arthur had ill intentions...
"Okay." Sylvia suddenly agreed."
She thought that if Arthur had bad intentions, Jennifer could read his heart, so it couldn't be so.
Of course.
If he dared to cause trouble, he should just give it a try. Through that period of indomitable struggle with him, she already knew how to deal with this king of hell. Most of the time, he felt helpless against her.
"Thank you, Mommy, that's great." Jennifer laughed happily, her smile bright.
Sylvia sighed secretly; this is kinship.
"Mommy, don't worry. If Daddy has any bad intentions, I will tell you. I won't let him bully you. I just want to spend more time with Daddy." Sylvia whispered in her ear.
Sylvia was stunned.
"Mommy, I won't let the scumbag know about my identity unless he doesn't want Elaine and that ugly witch anymore." Jennifer continued.
Sylvia's eyes turned red, and she lowered her head to kiss her little cheek, "Jennifer, you are such a good child to Mommy. Mommy does this for your own good."
She was so afraid of losing her little baby, afraid of wandering alone in this world, helpless. She had selfishness, but what made her even more worried was that the current Arthur was definitely not a father who trusted his child.
She already knew that their Daddy was going to take Jennifer out to eat.
Why, she was Daddy's precious daughter, and this little girl was nothing, yet she was stealing her Daddy.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
"Mommy," Jennifer shouted happily.
"Jennifer." Sylvia casually changed into a turtleneck sweater and blue jeans, took her bag, and held the little hand as she walked out. As soon as she came out, she saw Arthur coming downstairs."
The man was wearing a black punk-style leather jacket, a white T-shirt inside, and dark jeans. He looked cool with a roguish temperament, and the Patel Phillippe watch on his wrist glistened, which made him look playful and rich.
When Sylvia looked at him, his eyes also darted toward her.
The two of them looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

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