Rosalie smiled at the little one, then raised her eyes to meet Byron’s gaze.

The man was wearing a dark, well-cut, haute couture suit. His hair was fixed with hairspray, revealing his sharp and handsome features.

As their eyes met, the man's body seemed to be restrained. "Morning."

Rosalie pursed her lips and nodded to the man. "Morning, erm, you are..."

Before she finished speaking, Estie answered excitedly, "Daddy and I are here to pick up Auntie and the little brothers!"

After saying that, the little girl looked at the room curiously. "Where are the brothers? Are they still sleeping?"

Rosalie lowered her eyes and touched the little girl's head. She then looked up at the man in front of her again and hesitantly turned sideways to let them enter. "The brothers are already up. They’re getting ready upstairs. They’ll come down soon. Estie, why don’t you go in and wait?"

She nodded obediently and took her Daddy's hand to enter the villa.

When passing by Rosalie, he glanced at he