The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 314

Yvette was sipping on a glass of water. When she saw Jazz, she immediately broke into a smile. "You have come down just at the right time. Come over for breakfast."

"I have an appointment, Mom. So no breakfast for me this time."

"Even if it is an appointment, you should at least eat something before you go."

Jazz shook his head and then looked at Mark in surprise. "Mark, aren't you going to work today?"

"I'm not going." He flipped a page of the paper and shot a knowing look at Jazz.

But Jazz did not notice it. He said his goodbye and left the Valentine mansion.

He arrived at the McDonald's half an hour later. He pushed in and immediately spotted Summer sitting b y the window.

His charming face broke into a smile. But he was taken aback when he saw a beautiful little girl drinking orange juice beside her.

He had quickly figured out that she must be the daughter of Summer and his brother.

Jazz pulled back his thoughts, walked over, and sat down in front of Summer, his eyes still locked on the little girl.

She was beautiful, completely inherited from the best genes of the two of them.

Summer also ordered a cup of orange juice for Jazz. When she noticed that Jazz was staring at Charlotte, she slowly and solemnly opened her mouth.

"Jazz, I hope you don't tell anyone in the Valentine mansion about this. I raised her since she was a baby. She has become the most indispensable part of my life. I can't tolerate anyone taking her away. Do you understand?”

Charlotte was still young, and naturally, she could not understand what the two adults were talking about. Her round eyes stared at Jazz. "Mommy, this young man is so charming.”

Jazz's charming eyes widened. He leaned forward and carried Charlotte in his arms. His heart almost melted when his hands touched the baby smooth skin of hers. He could not help returning his compliment. " Hey, little beauty, you are pretty, too."

Charlotte giggled, not afraid of strangers at all. She stayed in Jazz's arms while sipping on orange juice.

Summer rose to her feet. "Okay, let's waste no time. W e will go to the ancient castle. What do you say?"

They headed toward the castle. Jazz liked children. After a while, he and Charlotte clicked. Summer was hearing them talking and giggling non-stop as she walked beside them.

Charlotte had given the two of them a nickname each: Jazz was Barney, and she was baby Bop.