Mia's POV:
"Try the yellow, princess..." daddy said as he leans back against the backrest of his swivel chair.
"This frilly one? Eww." I scoffed, rolling my eyes at the dress while I hold it up for him to see.
"Why is this even here? Did Emma really bought this?" I added as I threw it on the floor. Daddy then let out a laugh.
"Baby girl... Emma's just behind the phone." He sniggers before he turned the phone around so I could see Emma standing while holding a tablet.
Daddy's at the office right now and I called him through a video call so he could help me with my problem.
I gasped as soon as I saw her, "I'm so sorry Emma... it's just. I don't like it?" I sweetly apologized, pulling out my cute mode which made her smile with a light giggle. "It's alright. I didn't like it as well, yo
