"So, Dad, will you go with Emma to the amusement park tomorrow, okay?"
"Emma!" Ave Carlisle's voice was a bit stern, obviously meaning to chide the little girl.
The little girl had been sitting on Flynn Taylor's lap, tilting her small head, not looking at her mother, only at her father, she asked, "Is that okay?"
Flynn Taylor glanced at the woman annoyed and blushing, then nodded at the little girl, saying, "Okay!"
Knowing that it was not good for Emma to act like this, but since the little girl was too young, and especially in front of the Old Madam, Ave Carlisle really could not get angry. She had to be patient and said, "I'll go to the restroom for a moment."
A short while later, Flynn Taylor took Emma down and placed her on a chair next to him, saying, "Be good, Emma, Daddy will get you some candy."
"Thank you, Daddy."