Xyla Quest considered carefully for a moment. “I’ll have to discuss this with your father tonight. There’s no rush.”

Leon Batton and Lynette Batton nodded simultaneously.

“All right, let’s go home. We need to get an ice pack for your swollen cheek. Otherwise, it won’t recover even after a few days,” she added.

Her son agreed with a nod. He had no intention of going against his mother's decision.

Xyla drove them back home and immediately iced his bruise before spending some time playing with