Chapter 153 The Words Convinced Her 

Buron and Luther helped move the boxes into Rosalie‘s car. Without saying anything more, they left. After getting into the car, Luther hesitated before asking, “Sir, don‘t you want to spend more time with the little lady?”

During this period of time, the little lady had been living in Rosalie‘s house, so contact with her father had been scant. He was afraid that the father and daughter would become distant. Byron shook his head and said nothing.

The boys obviously had not truly forgiven him. He had followed them the entire day. If he were to continue following them, he was afraid that the little favor he had scraped with the gifts would disappear.

Thinking of the boys‘ attitude toward him, Byron could not help but have a headache. The ringing of a mobile phone sounded in the car. Byron put his thoughts away and answered the phone with a frown. “What is it?”

Andrius‘ voice rang out from the other end, “Byron, are you free in two days? My grandfather‘s 70th birthday is coming soon. We didn‘t plan to do anything big, but he‘s gotten much better recently and wants to take advantage of this opportunity to have a good time. You have to show up then!” 

aside the time.” Old Master Quirke treated him well, and over

70 years old, he naturally wanted

Nox could not wait to open the models and worked on them till

about how they had no school the next day, Rosalie did not bother them but coaxed Estie to go to sleep

day, she left the children in Mrs. Zora‘s care and went to the Quirke

chatted with him about the

Jacobs, will you be free to attend my grandfather‘s birthday party in two days? I‘ve

old master this time was going to be very grand. The guests were all either important figures of Coast City or other aristocratic families who were friends

a moment before refusing. “Maybe not. I‘m not very

great hero. If it weren‘t for you, I would still be lying in bed now! Anyway, I hope you can attend. Consider it as

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