Luke and Willow tugged at Hope Williams' hand, looking at her curiously.
Willow's soft voice asked, "Mommy, what are you looking at?"
Hope, "Mommy just saw someone over there."
Following Hope's gaze, Luke and Willow looked over, their eyes wide open, searching around but seeing no one.
"There's nothing there, is Mommy too tired today and seeing things?" Luke said to the side.
Hope retracted her gaze, "Maybe Mommy really did see it wrong."
"Then let's hurry back home, Mommy should rest early tonight."
Hope nodded her head, "Alright."
The servant beside them held Baby, while Hope led Luke and Willow back home.
When Waylon Lewis returned, Hope had already bathed and was lying in bed coaxing Baby to sleep.
The little guy was in particularly good spirits all day, not crying or making a fuss, even flashing a sweet smile to everyone he met. Everyone who saw Baby had nothing but praise for him.
