“Alright, that’s all for now. Wendy and I haven’t eaten lunch yet, so why don’t you get someone to buy us something to eat?”

Melody looked at her son and pointedly gave him orders.

Byron understood the look on his mother’s face. She wanted him to leave so she could talk to Wendy in private. He obliged without calling her out on her intentions, leaving the room as she wished.

Once the door closed behind him, Melody held Wendy’s hands meaningfully.

Wendy was confused. “Is something the matter, Auntie?”

She did not understand what Melody was doing, either.

What did she want to say, and why did she have to send Byron away before she could say it?

Could it be…? Had she realized that it was Wendy’s own plot to win her over?

The thought made Wendy panic, and her smile began to fray at the seams.

“Byron’s gone, so I’ll be frank with you.” Melody’s tone was a lot more relaxed than before.

Wendy nodded obediently. “Please go ahead.”

Melody said, “I’m sure you understand why I did wha