How could such a small child be so witty? She was reminded of what Alex had always told her. He often said, "Sebastian has now become such a slave to his daughter! The man he used to be never blinked twice at killing others, he never smiled or even felt the slightest affection towards another! Now, look at him! He rushes home everyday after work to play with that little kid."

Jane could understand. Who wouldn't melt when they have such a sweet child at home?

"Let's go, auntie. My Mommy is waitin