Byron’s brows wrinkled slightly as he glanced at the two little boys beside her.

"We want to accompany Mommy!" The little boys held Rosalie's hand.

Rosalie had no choice but to agree, so she said to Byron, "Well then, President Lawrence, you bring Estie back first. I’ll go back with the boys in a while."

Byron noticed that his little girl was grabbing the hem of his clothes with extra strength. She was obviously reluctant to leave.

However, the woman had already turned around and was walking