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 waiting downstairs."

Jane went to wash up and put on some make-up, and then went down to the living room holding Aino's hand. Aino had only heard that her mother was going to invite another auntie to shop with them. She loved nothing more than to make new friends. She had plenty of friends in her kindergarten, and a friend of her mother was a friend of hers. Just like that, the little child in a red dress led Jane downstairs.

Jane used to dress in a more mature and elegant style whenever she was with