Meanwhile, Byron was on the way home with Estie.

The father and daughter had their own concerns, and for a while, the car was silent.

Estie sat in the backseat, and her little face was staring at the shell bracelet on her wrist. She felt uneasy.

"Daddy, is Auntie trying to avoid us again?" Estie hesitated for a long time. However, she eventually could not help but ask.

Although Rosalie had promised her that she could see her again, the little one was still afraid that Rosalie would continue to avoid them in the future.

The little one's question hit the nail in Byron's heart. The man was silent for a few seconds before replying with a complicated mood, "I don’t know either."

Hearing this, the little girl pouted her lips in disappointment. She carefully prodded. "Did Estie do badly this time?"

‘I remember that Daddy said if I behaved well, Auntie would no longer avoid us.

‘But Auntie liked me very much these two days. She even gave me a gift…’

These thoughts made the little girl