When Alexander Hawthorne asked that question, Robert, sitting in the front passenger seat, was completely stunned. His boss had never been fond of kids—so why was he suddenly showing concern for a little girl standing by the road?

The little girl’s eyes lit up. She walked up to the car door, reached out her little hands, skillfully opened it, and got on smoothly.

"Thank you, Uncle! You’re such a nice person!" she chirped.

She carefully put away her small umbrella and ...