Estie's routine had always been regular.

When she was at Rosalie’s house earlier, she was already sleepy and in a daze at nine o’clock. She only woke up a little on the way back.

As she had been sitting on the sofa for too long, although she wanted to wait for Daddy to come back, she could not help but feel sleepy and slowly closed her eyes.

Mrs. Zora also knew the little girl's routine very well. She saw the little girl's head begin to droop little by little. She hurriedly walked up to her,