"Finally, you've found your happiness. I'm so relieved. Get along well with others. If you encounter any difficulties, don't cry. Just come back here. We'll always be there for you."

Moved by his words, tears threatened to flow down, and Cecilia lowered her head to conceal her feelings, looking pitiful.

Rena glanced at Waylen and chided softly, "You're her elder brother.

Can't you say some warmer words in a more comforting way?"

Waylen didn't say anything but simply stared at his little sister.

"Okay, I will," Cecilia replied.

She took a few slow steps away, but she couldn't help but turn around and call Waylen.

At that moment, she still seemed like the little girl who had always been under Waylen's protection.

No matter what mistakes she had made or what occasion it was, Waylen loved her just the same.

Waylen knew his little sister well, so he walked over and affectionately patted her head.

"After Christmas, Rena and I will come to visit you."

Cecilia felt better with his promise.

At the foot of the stairs, Mark was waiting for her with Edwin in his arms.

They bore a striking resemblance and both gazed at her.

Cecilia was impressed by this sight.

She walked to Mark and said, "Let's go."

Several sleek black Audi cars slowly drove out of the Fowler family's villa.

The Fowler family members stood there, watching them depart for a long while.

Then, Korbyn forced a smile and remarked, "This Christmas will be a quiet one. Honey, I'm afraid you will have to prepare most of the things.”

With Rena in his arms, Waylen chimed in, “Dad, did you forget that we have two more members this year?"