"Look here, Kane." Chantelle suddenly lifted the camera and snapped a selfie of the three of them.
Even though Kane had been upset a while ago, he smiled brightly at the camera.
Kane just wanted to look good in the photos.
The prints came out fast, but before Chantelle could even glance at them, Daniel snatched them and carefully slipped them into his wallet.
"Stop that, Mr. Wilson. If someone sees them, I'll be in big trouble," Chantelle said with a warning tone.
"Anyone who dares mess with my wife must be tired of living," Daniel said as he tucked the photos into his wallet like they were treasure.
"What century are you from, Daddy? Who still keeps photos like that?" Kane asked, blinking his big eyes in confusion.
"I really like them," Daniel said seriously after his son teased him.
"Daddy, just admit you're already old-fashioned. I won't laugh at you," Kane said as he stood on his tiptoes and patted Daniel's shoulder.
