Dinner.

A luxurious Rolls-Royce Phantom glided to a stop outside an elegant restaurant.

Bruce stepped out of the car, his polished black shoe tapping lightly on the granite floor, and made his way to the other side of the vehicle.

Gallantly, he opened the door for Stacy, extending his hand to assist her as she gracefully emerged from the car. Stacy accepted his hand with a smile playing on her lips as she descended from the car.

"Thank you,” She whispered, her cheeks a light shade of pink as she felt her face heat up from excitement. It was her first time going on a date with Bruce Yates and she could feel her heart jumping like a three-year-old kid.

A double knock on the window was heard and they averred their gaze to the backseat where Cherry sat.

"Are you not going to open up the door for your little princess too, Daddy?”

Bruce let out a chuckle as he exchanged smirking glances with Stacy.

Turning to Cherry. "Of course, baby. Daddy can't forget his little princess in the c