Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ( Mia Bowen ) novel Chapter 615

Chapter 615 

With that. Timothy promptly ended the call, leaving Caleb with no chance to inquire further. 

Setting his phone down, Timothy turned to Ginger, unable to resist lightly poking her round face. “What’s your mommy’s name?” 

“Mister, my mom says I can’t just tell anyone her name or her phone number.” 

Timothy raised an eyebrow. “And why’s that?” 

“Because she has too many admirers: Mommy doesn’t want to be disturbed.” 

Upon hearing this, Timothy’s impression of Ginger’s mother shifted negatively. She seemed to be a woman who enjoyed dating around. 

He cleared his throat and asked, “And what’s your name?” 

“I’m Ginger, four years old, and I’m a Taurus. My favorite foods include ice cream, fruit candies. marshmallows, fudge, chocolate, and tiramisu!” Ginger replied, barely pausing for breath. 

Timothy arched an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t you keep that to yourself?” 

“But Mister, you’re a nice person.” 

Timothy couldn’t shake the suspicion that Ginger was deliberately bringing up her love for sweets. 

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Her Taurus nature explained why she had handed him a hundred dollars for the ride earlier. 

As Timothy looked down at the affectionate Ginger beside him, he couldn’t help but notice her chubby face with dimples reminiscent of Mia’s. 

He pursed his lips and asked, “Do you look like your mommy?” 

Ginger shook her head. “I take after my daddy.” 

Timothy couldn’t resist pinching her cheek. “Who taught you to talk so much nonsense?” 

It seemed Ginger hadn’t spoken a single truthful word. 

Despite her clear resemblance to her mother, she stubbornly insisted that she looked like her father! 

In truth, she bore no resemblance to Caleb whatsoever. 

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Even Timothy started considering the possibility that Caleb might not be Ginger’s biological father after 

all 

Moreover, there were cases where individuals shared the same name. 

Ginger couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “My mommy says it’s not safe to be too honest outside, or bad people might snatch you!” 

“Your mommy taught you that?” 

“Not exactly. My mommy always taught me to tell the truth. I just sort of figured this out on my own. When I talk silly, it confuses the bad guys, like on TV.” 

Timothy couldn’t suppress a chuckle: Ginger seemed quite intriguing. 

He glanced at Heath. “Could you arrange for the hotel to send some food up? Oh, and some extra snacks 

too.” 

Ginger’s eyes brightened, and she spoke in a sweet tone. “Thank you, kind mister, my tummy happens to 

be hungry.” 

Before long, a hotel staff member rolled a small cart over, filled with snacks that children enjoyed.