Chapter 696: Passed By Each Other
A woman in her twenties hurried anxiously in their direction. Upon seeing the little girl in Baron Lawrence's arms, she visibly relaxed, her hand reaching out towards the child, "Gigi, you scared me to death."
Gigi?
The child in his arms seemed to recognize the woman and reached out towards her, mispronouncing words as she called out, "Mow...Mow..."
Presumably due to relief, the woman tapped the child's nose and corrected her with a smile, "Not 'Mow', it's 'Mom'. Gigi, you pronounced it wrong again. Come, say after me: Mom."
"Mow."
"Mom."
The child's big round eyes spun as if she was figuring out how to curl her tongue. Her cheeks flushed from effort as she finally called out correctly with perfect pronunciation under the woman's expectant gaze, "Mom."