After a short while, Byron took Estie downstairs.

Wendy was already sitting at the dining table.

Wendy watched the father and daughter come down. She suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart, smiled at the two, and pointed to the seat beside her. "Estie, come. I’ll take care of you during breakfast."

She thought after those threats earlier, the little one would submit and be obedient to her.

She did not expect the little one to completely ignore her smile. She grabbed hold of the hem of B