16 | Your Father

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Charlotte looked at the couple with her bright dark eyes. Ben and Jane turned to face Charlotte.

They were dumbfounded. The little girl before them looked like a little angel, a work of art. She looked a little like Adane, but Adane couldn't match her beauty. Of course he could not, Adane was a man ad she was a little princess.

"Hello little angel, did you say those are your siblings?" Jane asked smiling. She hoped that one day she could have a granddaughter as cute as Charlotte. However, it seemed as if her sons were going to grant her that wish after she died.

"Yes! And why are you looking at them as if you're going to kidnap them. Look, I might be small, but I'm mighty. If anyone dears to hurt them they'll pay." Charlotte was showing her tiny muscles.

Ben laughed "I see, we won't hurt them, I am afraid I'll lose against you... what's your name little angel?"
Charlotte smiled. She felt as if she was a strong person who even a middle-age couple would need to look up to. "My name is Charlotte. What may I call you my beautiful aunt and tall muscular uncle."

Ben and Jane were happy looking at the small girl before them. Charlotte really knew how to make people smile. Her tongue was coated with honey. "You can call me Aunt Jane and you can call him Uncle Ben." Jane replied pinching Charlotte's nose.

"Um aunt, only my mummy pinches my nose." Charlotte looked as if she was a teacher lecturing them.

"Okay, sorry little angel. I won't do it again." Jane just realise she had not seen Charlotte's mother with Charlotte or her siblings.

When she was about to ask Charlotte about her mother, Charlotte said, "No worries aunt, I give you permission to pinch my nose. I like you."

Ben and Jane smiled. It has been quite a while since they have smiled that much. Their sons occasionally visited them. They always envy their friends who had grandchildren already.

"Where is your mother?" Jane asked.

Charlotte pointed to the fair skinned lady with long dark hair who was sitting on the bench close to the cake stall.

"That's my mother. She is the most beautiful lady there is." Charlotte smiled proudly.

"So, is your father here with you?" Ben asked. The moment he uttered that question, this smile on Charlotte's face waned. He wondered what he had said wrong.

"M-my father... um... h-he... I d-don't know him." Charlotte stuttered.

Ben and Jane could not feel Charlotte's pain but they knew the little girl was hurting.

"Don't worry, I can help you find your father, but..."
"Really!" Charlotte's mood improved.

Ben smiled, "Yes but I have one condition."

"What condition do you have and why are you smiling at my sister! What do you want to do with her? If you don't speak, I'll call the police." The voice of Camila echoed behind Ben and Jane.

"Little sister why are you talking to strangers? Aren't you afraid of being a victim of human trafficking?" James asked.

Ben and Jane turned to face the little adults. They were literally children with the voice of a child but their demeanour were clearly of a strict boss.

The closer the boys were, the more similar they looked like Adane and David. Ben and Jane were sure the boys were their grandchildren but they are unable to know which one of their sons could produce these angels. This was due to the fact that both Adane and David were twins.

"You don't need to call the police, I'm not a bad guy. I was just telling Charlotte here that I will help her find your father."

James and Jeremy raised one of their eyebrows as if they were questioning Ben, while Camila raised both of hers. She had not mastered it like her brothers. Even though she was acting tough like her brothers, a smile hung from her lips.

"Uncle, you will really help us find our father?" She asked showing her dark puppy eyes.

"Sir, what condition were you talking about just now with my sister?" Jeremy frowned.

"What is that condition related to, is it related to us finding our father? If yes what is that condition?" James stared at Ben straight in the eyes.

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