Meanwhile, Byron was on the way home with Estie.

The father and daughter had their own concerns, and for a while, the car was silent.

Estie sat in the backseat, and her little face was staring at the shell bracelet on her wrist. She felt uneasy.

"Daddy, is Auntie trying to avoid us again?" Estie hesitated for a long time. However, she eventually could not help but ask.

Although Rosalie had promised her that she could see her again, the little one was still afraid that Rosalie would continue