Seeing that her face was still one of displeasure, Aster carefully took two steps forward and held her hand. "Mommy, I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please don't be angry anymore, please?" He wiped his tears with the back of his hand, not daring to even let out a sniffle.

Coming back to herself, Larissa saw his timid look and pulled him into her arms with some amount of heartache.

"Okay," she promised him. "But you cannot lie to me again—no matter who tells you to do it. Do you understand?"

"Yes!" Aster nodded several times.

That night, Larissa dismissed Mrs. Potts, who asked nervously, "Was there something I did that you weren't satisfied with?"

Larissa smiled and said, "No. It's that Aster is fully recovered, and you no longer need to take care of him anymore. I was happy to have you on board. The remainder of your salary will be transferred to your account tomorrow. If I still need you in the future, I will surely contact you again."

She knew very well that Mrs. Potts was working unde