“Since Miss Fuller is here and Estie’s tree is already planted, you should bring them home, President Lawrence.”

Rosalie did not want to gain any attention from the people here, so she indifferently interrupted Wendy’s words.

Hearing this, Wendy stood up straight and looked at Byron with a smile on her face.

Her purpose for coming here today was to not let Byron be together with Rosalie. Now that this woman suggested it, it was exactly what she was hoping for.

Hearing what she had to say, the look in Byron’s eyes darkened. He frowned and glanced at her. “Miss Jacobs, you helped me and Estie plant the tree. I can’t just leave you guys here. There’s one more tree. Let’s plant it together.”

Rosalie frowned a little, wanting to reject.

Beside her, Estie timidly called out, “Aunt…”

Hearing the little kid’s voice, Rosalie glanced back. Her heart ached a little when she saw the kid’s conflicted expression.

Obviously, the kid was still traumatized by the last time Wendy laid her