Upon a closer inspection of Austin's room, when compared to the villa's black and white theme, Vicki found this room was well-decorated. Both the wall paintings and furniture placed in the room were quite fitting for a little boy. It was clear Jarrod deeply cared for this child.

A twinge of unease began to grow inside Vicki. She turned to the quiet boy and asked, “What's your name?"

“Austin.” Austin had calmed down significantly from earlier. To him, Vicki was just another unfamiliar face, and he was naturally cautious around people he didn't know. Just like Jarrod, he always kept his distance from strangers.

Vicki was inwardly seething with frustration, though she managed to keep a neutral face. When she saw Austin's red face, she got an idea.

She walked over and opened the window, letting the cold breeze in.