Estie pouted as a sorrowful expression appeared on her face. “I can go with the boys, and I won’t need you to take care of me, Auntie.”

Seeing how the little one was still insisting, Rosalie felt a headache begin to form as she said in a persuading tone, “Estie, why don’t you come some other day? I’ll promise I’ll spend time with you then. I really don’t have the time today.”

The little one was just about to reply when Byron said coldly, “Estie, Auntie has already told you she doesn’t have t