“I think it's better to ask the manager for a baby cot. What do you think?" Carlos suggested. He was worried that Piggy wouldn't sleep comfortably in his arms.

“That's okay. Here, I'll do it." And with that, Ivan Lifted Piggy out of the high chair.

He looked at Piggy with tender eyes.

"Uncle... Please..." Piggy didn't listen to Ivan but instead stretched out her arms to Carlos.

Carlos didn't have the heart to turn down the cute girl's request. So, he stood up and took her from Ivan. With Ivan's aid, he helped the girl rest comfortably in his arms.

Piggy leaned against his chest and began sucking from the bottle again.

She closed her eyes, slowly drifting off.

Piggy herself could detect a faint scent. In her dream, she wondered if this was the scent of a father.

Holding Piggy's soft body in his arms and looking at her lovely sleeping face, Carlos felt that his heart melt the way butter melts when close to the fire.

Now, he began to suspect Ivan's real purpose of bringing this girl here. ‘Is he using the cute Piggy to cheat me into signing a contract?’ he wondered.

After Piggy fell sound asleep, the two men continued to talk business— albeit in a low voice.

Later that night, Debbie finished her work and picked up Piggy from the

Walker family's residence. After they finished bathing, Debbie began to apply some diaper cream to prevent rashes. Suddenly, Piggy whispered in her mom's ear, “Mommy, I saw...an uncle. Good uncle.”

Debbie asked casually, "Sounds like you... had a good time today."

“Uh huh. Mommy, could Uncle be... my daddy?”

Debbie's fingers froze. She made the girl look her straight in the eye.

“Baby, I'Ll get your daddy back very soon. Okay?"

"Yay!" Piggy laughed happily and clapped her hands. But thinking of something, she Looked baffled and said, “But I... like the uncle today.

Mommy..." She really wanted that uncle to be her daddy.

Debbie was intrigued. She wondered who exactly Piggy met today. Piggy was always cold to strangers, but she seemed to like that man very much.

“Where did you see that uncle?" Debbie asked curiously.

“at dinner. An uncle... waiting," Piggy answered honestly. Debbie smiled when she heard that.

‘That must have been the client Ivan met tonight, Debbie guessed.

“Trust me, Piggy. I'm sure you'll love your daddy more than the uncle you met tonight," she assured her daughter.

But it suddenly dawned on her that Carlos wanted a son, not a daughter.