Downstairs, the little kid was still seriously chasing after the puppy, determination written all over her tiny face.
She clearly just wanted to play with that little furball.
But the puppy—a feisty German Shepherd pup—wasn’t having it. He dashed ahead, panting and scrambling, his stubby legs moving so fast they were almost a blur.
The man upstairs watched with genuine amusement for a moment before he casually said, “Go bring her up here for me. I think her name’s… Lillian.”
Aaron blinked in surprise. “How do you know that, sir?”
As far as he could remember, the two brief encounters with the girl had been, well, very brief.
He’d even been there when she brought the painting, and he was certain he hadn’t heard her name mentioned.
The man—Mr. Williams—answered in his usual calm, almost bored tone, “When I was sketching her, I noticed her ID bracelet. Had her name and her parents’ contact info on it.”
Aaron’s eyes lit up in sudden understanding.
Of course. Mr. Williams had always had an uncanny eye for detail—missing nothing, not even the smallest things.
Without another word, Aaron turned and headed downstairs to fetch the girl.
When he returned, Lillian trailed behind him, clutching a half-eaten chocolate chip cookie in one hand, the puppy in tow. Two staff members followed as well, giving polite nods. “Good afternoon, Mr. Williams!”
Mr. Williams dipped his head in reply, but his attention was already fixed on Lillian.
The little girl looked a bit shy at first, but when she spotted him, her whole face lit up with genuine, unguarded joy.
It was the handsome man she’d given her drawing to!
“Hey there. We meet again,” Mr. Williams greeted her, setting his coffee mug on the windowsill and waving her over. “Come here, kiddo.”
Lillian was usually wary of strangers, but for some reason, she felt instantly at ease with him.
She hesitated for barely a heartbeat before trotting right over.
Aaron, meanwhile, was a little put out.


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