Twenty minutes later, Byron's car slowly stopped at the entrance of the kindergarten.

The man got out of the car with a blank expression, slammed the door, and strode toward Estie's class with a storm in his eyes.

‘Jacobs, Rosalie Jacobs!’

‘How did she find Little Estie’s class?’

‘Didn't you say that you won't meddle in Estie's affairs anymore?’

Byron thought of the unpleasant parting last time, and of Ms. Sullivan's words just now, he was filled with anger.

At the same time, Rosalie followed Ms. Sullivan into the office, waiting for Byron's arrival.

The red marks on the back of Estie's hand still did not go away, Ms. Sullivan asked someone to bring a medicine box over.

Rosalie held the little girl in her arms, applied the medicine to her wound, and rubbed her little hand gently to help absorption.

On the other side, Ms. Sullivan looked at them very cautiously.

There was silence in the office.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door.

Suddenly, everyone came back to t