Summer had been having horchata every morning for a whole week. In fact, she could even gulp down two horchatas in the morning due to her increased appetite. Mark would have Harry bring her lunch in the afternoon, and Solomon would fetch her back home with his motorcycle to eat whatever Daisy had prepared for dinner. This afternoon was no more different, and Solomon laughed while he said, “I am already your personal chauffeur now, sending you home every day after work.”“Don’t you want to be my chauffeur, Dad?” Summer wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned on his back as she played daddy’s little girl, the same way she had always been doing since she was young“You’re still acting like a baby even when you’re already an adult now.” Solomon sighed softly. “Why would I not want to be my own daughter’s chauffeur?”They were talking to each other while Solomon was riding his motorcycle, and he did not notice a pedestrian. He wanted to avoid the pedestrian but he lost control o
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