Chapter 70

Chapter 70

Sienna’s Pov

“Daphne, I’ve told you countless times, no running off like that,” I said, my tone firm as we drove back home. Daphne, however, was hardly paying attention, happily munching on her bread, the buttercream smeared around her mouth like a child’s version of a victory medal.

“But Mommy, I just wanted to say hi to him,” she said between bites, clearly unfazed by my words. She licked a dollop of buttercream off her finger, not a care in the world.

“Yes, and I’ve told you about talking to strangers,” I replied, glancing at her in the rearview mirror. “He may be on TV, but that doesn’t mean we know him. You’re not to run up to people like that, understood?”

Daphne just shrugged, picking up the small cup of extra ice cream I’d reluctantly bought her as a treat. She dug her spoon into it, her focus entirely on savoring each bite. Clearly, my scolding wasn’t making much of an impression on her.

“Are you even listening to me, Daphne?” I pressed, exasperated.

“Yes, Mommy,”