Only Estelle and Ms. Sullivan were left at the kindergarten entrance.

“Who’s picking you up today, Estie? Did they pick you up so late even back in your previous kindergarten?”

Ms. Sullivan was encountering such a situation for the first time. She patiently asked Estelle about it.

However, Estelle turned a deaf ear and pursed her lips, saying nothing.

The little one was reluctant to come to the new kindergarten in the first place, and now no one had come to pick her up. She was in a terrible mood.

As Ms. Sullivan hesitated to call Byron, Wendy’s car pulled over by the roadside.

“My apologies, Ms. Sullivan. I’m late because I got stuck in a traffic jam.”

Wendy got out of the car, looking anxious.

Then, she looked at Estelle apologetically. “I’m sorry for letting you wait so long, Estie. I promise you that I’ll come earlier next time.”

Estelle kept her mouth shut.

Ms. Sullivan tried to smoothen things out and said, “Children are like this. They’ll get grumpy after waiting for