Seeing that they were all very sure, Charlotte didn't say anything more and just gave Joe a look to wish him good luck.
Old Mr. Clinton waved at them and said, "All right, you can leave now."
After that, he did not forget to put the painting into his drawer.
Charlotte was speechless.
She really suspected that Old Mr. Clinton had loosened his grip for the painting.
Although Joe was taking care of the child alone, for the sake of the child's safety, the nursery teacher and the maternity matron would always keep an eye on him and teach him how to deal with all kinds of situations.
Although Joe was very confident when he agreed, when he really saw the soft baby, his heart couldn't help pounding. "Will she really not get hurt if I hold her like this?"
Joe steadied the child in his arms and looked at Charlotte with worry in his eyes.
Charlotte had never seen Joe so careful before. She tried her best to hold back her laughter and nodded. "Don't worry. As long as you don't let her fall, she won't get hurt."
Joe looked at the child seriously as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Perhaps sensing an unfamiliar aura, the child who had just finished drinking milk suddenly burst into tears.
Joe frowned and stared at the child in front of him, as if he was facing a world-class problem.
"How... how should I deal with it?" Joe looked at Charlotte blankly. Charlotte really couldn't hold back her laughter.
Joe was very helpless. "Can you tell me the method before you laugh?"
The maternity matron couldn't stand it anymore and was about to take the child from him.
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