It was nearly dark when Rosalie returned from the research institute.

On the way back, Rosalie thought Byron was still at her house, and she was nervous.

When she got home, she only saw the three little ones sitting on the sofa, watching the computer.

Rosalie looked around the living room subconsciously, but there was no sign of that man.

“Mommy!” The little ones called out when they saw her and obediently approached.

Rosalie smiled and caressed their hair as she asked in a puzzle, “Where’s