Dylan Young did not seem to be talking to a child; he was very serious, as if addressing a peer, sharing his own promise.
Dylan didn't know what it felt like for others to like someone, but he knew that his feelings were simply that of liking—without any reason. Regardless of whether she had been married or had children, he liked her.
Sometimes he also found himself quite strange. With so many beautiful young ladies around, none caught his eye—except for Nell Harris, whom he only needed a glance at to know that she was the woman he most wanted and needed.
Scarlett Glenn's small face blossomed into a smile, "Thank you, Uncle. When I grow up, I will definitely repay you well."
Dylan couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this, "And how do you plan to repay me?"
Scarlett's small face appeared puzzled. She shook her head, "I... don't know. I can't think of anything right now, but whenever you need me to do something, I can help you—just as long as you can... help my mother."
