Melon, on the other hand, was ecstatic. When earlier he heard Ariana telling the delivery man that she wouldn’t take the gift, he was very nervous and sad.
But now that his mom had finally accepted it, Melon’s joy knew no bounds.
“Mommy, mommy, can you take a picture for me? I want to take a picture with this super cool.. Uh, robot,” the little boy exclaimed excitedly.
Seeing how happy her son was, Ariana couldn’t say no to him. She ruffled his hair playfully and agreed.
“Sure, sure. Stand over there.”
For a while, Ariana was busy taking photos of Melon with the robot model.
This turned into a morning of playful antics until after lunch when the little boy finally felt sleepy.
Ariana led Melon to his room and tucked him in. Once the kid was sleeping soundly, she fetched her laptop and got back to her work.
Just as she opened the proposal document to make the required revisions, her phone rang twice.
She picked it up and saw a message from that mysterious wealthy online friend who had gifted her a substantial sum of money on the video platform.
The message was short and direct.
“Are you there?”
Ariana hesitated briefly before composing her reply: “What’s up?”
In a swift response, he sent a photo of baking ingredients strewn across the kitchen counter—flour, eggs, milk, butter, and more.
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“How do you make a cake?” he inquired.
As her eyes roved over the assortment of ingredients, Ariana found herself pondering his curious question.
“Don’t you have chefs at home? You want to bake it yourself?”
His explanation followed, “My daughter is sick. I want to try making something for her myself to cheer her up.”
Filled with concern, Ariana asked, “Is she alright?” Temporarily exiting the chat, she scoured her collection for the uncomplicated cupcake recipe she had jotted down, believing it to be perfect for a novice baker.
However, by the time she located the recipe, his response remained pending.
Yet, Ariana didn’t let it occupy her thoughts, swiftly sharing the recipe.
Meanwhile, Holden earnestly attempted to adhere to Ariana’s’ recipe, awkwardly measuring and mingling the ingredients. Soon, with flour and batter streaks adorning his shirt, he ascended the stairs, clutching the uneven cupcake adorned with pink frosting, his eagerness palpable.