Early the next morning.

It was almost half-past seven when Rosalie opened her eyes.

She glanced at the time and abruptly sat up in bed. After washing up quickly, she rushed to send the boys to school before she could even get a bite to eat.

Lisa was only in charge of picking them up from school. Rosalie would drop them off on her way to work every morning.

She had made sure to be extra early lately to avoid Byron.

However, work had gone on for too long last night, and she could not wake up in time…

The entire journey there, Rosalie silently prayed that she would not bump into Byron.

As soon as she stepped out of her car, though, she saw a Bentley with a familiar number plate come to a stop behind her.

A moment later, the man carried Estie out of the car.

Rosalie hastened her footsteps in an attempt to drop the boys off and slip away before Byron and Estie saw her.

“Good morning, Miss Jacobs!” Miss Leigh Ann greeted her enthusiastically.

Rosalie paused, her heart sinking.

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