Jeremie and his daughter were shopping in luxury brand shop; Dior, right in the busy capital of France—Paris. “Not this.” The older man coldly observed his daughter’s choices, not liking how certain dresses were so revealing on his little girl. “What about this, sweetheart?” The the man showed a pair of beautiful black low décolleté, his stern look still didn’t fold, even if his daughter knew how her father was trying to comunicate with her, and the effort he was putting in.