Rubbing her eyes, Alexis leaned against her father's arms.

She couldn't help but wonder why Leonel was like a child laborer hired by her father, working at such a young age.

Alexis looked at Waylen expectantly, wondering if he would notice her concerns.

Waylen seemed to understand but pretended not to and instead kissed her.

He said, "Go wash your face and take Marcus downstairs to have something to eat."