After breakfast, Benedict bid goodbye, then got up and left. Presumably, he must have gone to look for Melody.

The three little ones were still eating, and Rosalie was with them.

"Whatever Grandma Melody says in the future, try not to talk back. Try to make Grandma Melody like you."

She tried to communicate with the little ones.

However, with that said, Rosalie felt that her requests seemed a little unrealistic.

Some of Melody's words were too harsh even for her. How could she ask the two little boys to accept it?

"We understand," Lucian nodded obediently, "Don't worry, Mommy. Nox felt what Grandma Melody said earlier was too much, he couldn't help but refute it. Moreover, what he said was not wrong."

Nox nodded boldly to echo his brother standing up for him. "Grandma Melody doesn't like us calling her that, so we’ll stop calling her that!"

Little Estie also nodded along seriously, expressing her support for her brothers.

Rosalie smiled helplessly at how outspoken her kids wer