On the other end, Byron did not hear Rosalie's answer. His eyebrows twitched slightly, and his tone sank. "If it's inconvenient, I'll send Luther over."

Rosalie came back to her senses and said calmly, "It’s alright. Estie is already in my car. I was just about to call you.”

Hearing this, Byron’s expression softened. "Then I'll need to trouble you for that. I have something else to do, so I'll get going first."

After speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Rosalie to respond.

A busy tone came from the phone.

Rosalie was stunned for a few seconds and put the phone aside, but the man's voice still echoed in her ears.

Maybe she was overthinking it. However, perhaps due to the play rehearsals, Byron's attitude toward her had become much more easy-going.

Sometimes, that even gave her the illusion that they were actually a family, including that moment just now.

However, the thought of Melody made Rosalie quickly pull herself away from those thoughts.

"Mommy?" The little