"My daughter, it’s okay. Forget what I said earlier..." Natalie said softly. She didn’t want to trouble Be again about Henry.

Be couldn’t help but smile when she saw her mother’s worried expression. She could feel her mother’s fear of mentioning Henry’s name in their conversation.

"Mom, I will call my brotherter..." Be said calmly.

Natalie gasped in surprise. She looked her daughter in the eyes for a few more seconds before she asked, "Be, are you okay with that? I know you hate him so much, and I can understand if you don’t want to meet him, too."

Since she stayed here, guilt has tortured Natalie inwardly. She is aware of her failure to raise her children. Her daughter and son never got along, and her eldest son constantly bullied his little sister, and she did nothing to help her daughter.

"Of course I’m fine. Henry wasn’t involved in your divorce from Dad. It wasn’t his fault when I fought with my father and uncles to take over thepany. Besides, I promised Dad I wouldn’t punish Henry, so I did n to meet him," Be exined.

Natalie’s eyes felt warm again when she heard how understanding Be was towards her older brother.

"Thank you, Be. You are such an angel. You are so kind to us," Natalie said, ashamed to remember the past when she cared more about Henry than Be.

And now, only Be has helped her escape from her miserable life.

"There’s no need to mention that, Mom," Be responded before they continued discussing what Natalie wanted to do for Henry.

That day, Be spent the day at her mother’s house, chatting about many things, especially her mother’s ns for Henry.

***

After lunch, Be didn’t stay there for long.

She excused herself to her mother with Dax to return to their house. Holding hands with her son, Be walked towards the house.

However, she seemed lost in her own thoughts; her body was there with Dax, but her mind was not.

"Mommy, do you hear me?" Daxton’s curious and worried voice pulled Be away from her thoughts.

Be suddenly stopped walking and turned to Dax, surprised to see his confused gaze. "What is it, Dax?" she asked.

"Mommy, didn’t you say we were going home?"

"Yes, I did. Why do you ask?" Be was puzzled by his question.

"Why are we at Grandpa’s house now?"

Be was stunned. She looked around and realized they were indeed standing at the back door of her grandfather’s house.

’Oh my God! What’s happening to me?’ Be vented her frustration inwardly, shaking her head lightly, trying to push away all thoughts about Henry and her father from her mind.

After a deep sigh, Be smiled at Dax before walking to their house.

Dax could tell his mother was lost in thought but didn’t ask anything. Instead, he was curious about his great-grandpa.

"Mommy, when will my great-grandpa return?" Dax asked after noticing that his mother was no longer lost in thought. She seemed to be enjoying the scenery and the pleasantte summer weather.

"If I’m not mistaken, he’ll be back this afternoon," Be answered. She remembered her Grandpa saying he would stay in East City for a day to finish a few things before returning to the capital.

"Why? Do you miss him already?" Be smiled, seeing her son’s eyes beam as he stared at her.

"Yes, Mom. I miss Great-grandpa and Uncle Nick. I didn’t meet them when I visited you in the East."

"Sorry, baby. Your great-grandpa is slightly busy taking care of thepany, so he can’t visit our hotel."

"It’s fine, Mommy," Dax said. His eyes shone as he looked up to see his mother. "I’m happy that my Great-grandpa will return today."

Be said nothing but shed a sweet smile and marveled at her son’s excitement.

"Oh, by the way, Mom, I heard from Granny that you have an older brother?"

"Y-Yes..." Be was surprised to know that Dax had already heard about Henry from her mother.

She didn’t intend to hide Henry from Dax because she knew her son was brilliant and would find out about it sooner orter, but she didn’t want to tell him now.

"Your uncle will visit us sometime soon. But you must remember, I’m not that close with him..." Be worried about exining herplicated rtionship with Henry to her son.

"Don’t worry, Mom. Aunty Noora has already told me about it," Dax casually said, surprising Be. "She told me your rtionship with him is like the Tom and Jerry cartoon. Is that true?"

Be was speechless. Aunty Noora was too creative to portray her and Henry like that. Gosh!

"Well, not even close. We are like water and oil; we can’t stay in the same ce for too long. And he bullies me!" Be wanted to say that, but she halted her words when she noticed a few unfamiliar guards in a few spots in the front yard of their house.

She also saw a few people there when she nced behind in the direction of her Grandpa’s house.

’Why do so many guards appear in this ce now?’ Be muttered. She knows professional guards guard their house and Grandpa’s, but they only guard the front gate.

’Did something happen to make Tristan double them?’ Be wondered, making a note to ask Tristanter.

"Mom, what’s wrong?" Dax asked, following his mother’s line of sight and looking towards the garden in front of the house. He saw several guards patrolling, but he did not see anything strange. He looked up again to see his mother. "Mommy!?"

Be turned to look at Dax. "Nothing. I just saw some guards there."

"Ah, those men are guarding our house and Grandpa’s. My teacher said they keep our house safe from evil people, Mom."

Be felt amused hearing his exnation. "Yes, they are..."

Soon, they finally arrived at their house.

After letting Dax rest in his room, Be returned to her own bedroom. She felt exhausted and fell asleep.

However, before shey on the soft bed, she needed to call her brother, Henry.