“Why?” A look of curiosity appeared in Stanley Batton’s eyes.

“Your family has been so nice to me. I feel that it’s only right for the children to take after your family’s surname…” Xyla Quest said seriously.

“To be honest, we don’t care about these things…” Stanley said.

“But I do…” Xyla said.

With that, Xyla looked at Stanley earnestly. “Stanley, will you listen to me? Otherwise, I’m going to ignore you…”

The Batton family had been so nice to her. It’d be unjustifiable for her children not to take after the Batton family’s surname.

Seeing how Xyla had become serious, Stanley helplessly nodded. “Alright… Alright… As you wish…”

Xyla’s facial expression immediately became gentle. “That’s more like it…”

Stanley affectionately ruffled her hair. “Do you feel better now? Is there anything bugging you?”

“I’m fine…” Xyla shook her head.

“That’s great…” Stanley said.

Right then, Wilson Batton walked out of the kitchen.

Wilson was wearing a white apron. There were still beads of swe