"What are you talking about?" Jennie interrupted, her curiosity piqued.

Tyrone smiled gently.

"Well, your aunt did something that may upset your great-grandma."

Hearing this, Jennie snuggled into Sabrina's arms and gazed up at the latter with her big eyes.

"Sabrina, don't worry. I'll always be here for you. If my great-grandma is upset with you, I'll help you smoothen her and make things right."

As Sabrina listened to Jennie's innocent words of support and gazed at the latter's delicate skin, she felt a sense of relief wash over her. She affectionately pinched Jennie's nose and expressed her gratitude, “Thank you, Jennie. You're a sweetheart."

"Don't mention it. That's what I should do!"

Then, Jennie grinned and inquired casually, “I have to go to school tomorrow. Will you drive me there?"

"I'm sorry, Jennie. But I can't. I have a flight to catch in the morning."

Before Jennie could say anything, Tyrone asked, surprised, “You're flying out? Where are you going?"

“Violetholt. I have to attend the photography competition's award ceremony."

Tyrone's reaction was one of shock. He tightly clenched his teeth, his eyes fixed on the road, and his face devoid of any expression.

However, deep inside, a whirlwind of emotions stirred as he recalled that Blayze, one of the judges of the photography competition, would also be present at the award ceremony.

Tyrone gripped the steering wheel tightly.

"Wow, you're amazing!" Jennie exclaimed.

The following day at kindergarten, Jennie sat next to her deskmate and posed a question, “Who drove you to school this morning?"

"My mother. Why do you ask?" The child was confused.

Jennie sighed loudly on purpose.

"A nanny brought me here. My mom had to go to Violetholt today."

All the children that attended this kindergarten were from well-off or influential families. It wasn't unusual that they had a driver and a nanny at home.