"I've passed on your thanks to my mother."

When Yvonne received the message, she was in bed with Elvin and Britney, reading them their bedtime stories.

Britney had a good eye. She immediately noticed the name on the screen. It wasn't a name she was familiar with.

"Aunt Yvonne, who's talking to you?"

Elvin also subconsciously took a glance. Otto Carrington? That was the man they had seen at the Christmas party!

"A friend." Yvonne didn't reply to the message. She put her phone aside and turned to look at the both of them. They were looking at her with their huge, round eyes, not one bit sleepy.

Yvonne smiled helplessly. "I'll go get you two some milk."

"Okay!" Britney nodded obediently and saw Yvonne leaving the room.

"Did you see what that man wrote to my mommy?" Elvin asked.

Britney turned and shook her head innocently. "I saw it, but I couldn't read." It was challenging for Britney to read a sentence in such a short time.

Elvin felt a little depressed. He knew he shouldn't h