Wendy looked anxious as though she was the one who would need to drive Estelle there.

Byron’s attitude toward her had been colder since Estelle got bullied at school.

These days, Wendy had not even seen Byron at home.

She thought she could wait for Byron to be back by using coaxing Estelle to sleep as an excuse.

Unexpectedly, Byron was not back home even though it was already late. Instead, he sent Luther to pick Estelle up.

Wendy was not planning to give up the opportunity.

Unexpectedly, Luther bowed at her indifferently and said, “I’m sorry, Miss Fuller. I can’t disclose to you President Lawrence’s schedule.”

Wendy looked at Luther in displeasure.

‘What does he mean?’

“Don’t forget I’m Byron’s fiancée. Why do you have to hide his schedule from me?”

Wendy looked at Luther angrily and questioned him.

Luther was not moved. “I know you’re President Lawrence’s girlfriend. I’ll say the same thing even if you’re Mrs. Lawrence.”

Wendy was pissed off. “Luther, know your position!”