Byron took Rosalie and headed to the kindergarten to pick the kids up. The kids cheered because their Daddy finally recovered from his cold and fever.

"Daddy, I have pocket money. I'll treat you to dinner today, okay? You just fell sick and need something delicious." Estie blinked her beautiful eyes as if she had made up her mind.

"Where did you get your pocket money? Didn’t Grandpa put all your birthday allowance into your savings?" Byron asked curiously.

Rosalie also found it interesting. S