Nox, in his childish voice, asked, "But Mommy is still sick. What can we do?"

‘At this time, if we go to tell Mommy that we like Mr. Byron, her emotions are bound to fluctuate.’

The little boy did not want any more mishaps to happen to Mommy.

Lucian looked at Estie, his face filled with determination. "Since Mommy is sick, let's talk to Mr. Byron first. You must have seen it. Mr. Byron is very worried about Mommy. His heart still longs for Mommy!"

As for how to convince Byron, it was all up to Estie!

Estie quickly understood what Lucian meant and nodded vigorously. "I'm going to find Daddy!"

In an instant, she turned around and wanted to go out.

Lucian grabbed Estie's hand and frowned. "No, Estie. You can't just go out like this!"

If she talked to Mr. Byron directly, he would just tell her not to intervene as he did before.

They had to come up with a clever way!

The little ones whispered for a while.

A few minutes later, Estie opened the door, and her eyes were red.

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