Every time Lynette Batton made an unreasonable request, Leon Batton would be annoyed and cold to her.

But then, he would give in instantly whenever she made a sad face because he adored his little sister way too much.

“Keep an eye on your little sister, Leon. She can only have three mouthfuls,” Xyla Quest told her son.

That was the limit she had set because Lynette’s stomach was relatively weaker.

Leon nodded before addressing his sister. “Let’s go. Come with me.”

His tone sounded firm and