When the little one spoke of Wendy, Byron’s eyes darkened.

No wonder Rosalie still refused to accept him. Even the little one knew that the entanglement between him and Wendy had not been resolved. Rosalie would be the last person to forget this.

In any case, he must speed up and resolve his mother's obsession with Wendy.

Thinking of this, Byron put away his thoughts and asked the little one in a serious tone, "Do you like Auntie Wendy?"

The little one shook her head vigorously as flashbacks ran through her mind.

‘I don’t like that mean lady! That mean lady only treats me well in front of Daddy! She would pinch my arm behind Daddy’s back and spank my buttocks!’

Byron nodded knowingly. He promised the little girl. "I won't marry someone you don't like."

The little girl's eyes lit up again.

"However, if you want Auntie Rosalie to be your Mommy, I'm afraid you have to help me." Byron looked at her meaningfully.

Hearing this, the little one was puzzled again and tilted her head i