"Thank you, Uncle Wyndham." Tobias Clark reacted quickly, behaving politely and looking like an entirely different person from the one who had been fierce to Rose Howell just a moment ago.
Enna Clark couldn't help but smile, and she gently patted his head, politely declining the invitation, "I'd like to take a walk with Tobias."
"I see," Wyndham Howell said with a hint of regret but still maintaining a gentlemanly manner, "I had a great time today, and I'd like to invite you to dinner if you're free sometime. Please do consider it."
Who could predict the future? Enna wasn't naïve enough to corner someone into an uncertain situation just for the sake of it. She nodded, taking it as a tacit agreement. After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Wyndham, she held her little Bobby's hand and said goodbye to the two of them.
