Keira Leaf didn't ask them where they were going, nor did she inquire why they were leaving.
However, she thought it probably had something to do with Joshua Sulliven.
Sitting in the back seat with the exceptionally skinny Tristan Leaf in her arms, Keira's mood was noticeably good. Although she couldn't see, occasionally touching his little hand allowed her to feel his originally wrinkled skin gradually becoming smooth and delicate.
Compared to other children, Tristan seemed overly well-behaved. Since birth, he had almost never cried—only a few times due to hunger or needing the toilet, which made several gentlemen praise him as a prodigy.
Relaxing music played in the car, and Keira occasionally talked with Tristan, which was quite pleasant.
