As soon as Rosalie asked the question, she clearly felt an unspoken storm surrounding them.

Without looking, she knew that the source of the storm was coming from the man beside her.

Rosalie dug her nails into her palm, forcing herself not to turn her head to look and pretending that he did not exist.

Byron’s question just now made her feel nervous. Thinking of the inexplicable confession before, Rosalie was afraid that he would make more excessive demands.

On the other end, Xander frowned and noticed that the driver was indeed slow to arrive.

"I'll call and ask." After speaking, Xander took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call.

The next second, Byron’s voice rang out. "Since Young Master Xander's driver will be a while away, if Miss Jacobs don't mind, I can take you back instead."

Rosalie's heartstrings tensed again over what he said. Her knee-jerk reaction was to escape toward Xander’s direction.

She really did not want to be alone with Byron, for fear that this ma