At the same time, in Lawrence Manor.

Byron had just finished dealing with all the piled-up work today and wanted to call Rosalie.

During the time Estie stayed at Rosalie's house, Byron often used this excuse to call Rosalie in his spare time.

As soon as he picked up the phone, he saw a message from an unfamiliar number on the screen.

Byron frowned and opened the message.

Several photos appeared on the screen.

The pictures were shot in a bar, the lighting was dim and blurred.

All he saw in the photos was Wendy lying in the arms of a man, and affectionately drinking the man's leftover glass of wine.

After that, the two left together.

Byron’s eyes flashed with disgust upon looking at the photos.

‘Now that the Fuller family has fallen to this point, Wendy still has the heart to squander outside.

‘During the six years with him, who can guarantee that she hasn't done this?’

Byron saved the photo and sent it to his mother, without any captions attached. He just forwarded the photo