Rosalie instinctively hesitated as she heard the little boys’ requests.

‘Making cakes with the kids would mean that I will inevitably be in close contact with Byron.’

‘But…’

Rosalie hesitantly raised her eyes and looked at the person opposite, but his face was indifferent, as if he did not care about this matter.

‘Since he reacted like this, it would be a little strange if I minded too much.’

Thinking of this, Rosalie smiled happily at the little ones. "Okay."

Seeing her answer, the kids turned and looked at Byron aside with anticipation.

Byron nodded noncommittally.

Seeing this, the little guys cheered with glee. "Okay! Let's make cakes together!"

As they hurried to make cakes, the little ones only had two bites of breakfast, and jumped off their chairs anxiously, then stared eagerly at the two adults.

Although Rosalie agreed, she still felt awkward at the thought of getting close to the man, and subconsciously tried to delay time.

Under the expectant eyes of the little one