Estie sulked the entire journey home.

Ignoring her daddy behind her, she went upstairs sulkily and locked the door angrily.

Standing by the door, Mrs. Zora saw the little lady's angry appearance and her master's expressionless one as he followed behind. She knew that these two had fought again.

"Master, what’s the little lady angry about?"

Hearing the slamming of the door upstairs, Mrs. Zora looked at Byron with concern.

Byron thought of the reason why the little girl was angry with him, an