Hearing Melody answer so bluntly, Wendy abruptly frowned. She looked up wanting to say something.

Melody's gaze was still on Byron. “Take a seat and have a meal together."

Hearing this, Wendy's eyes lit up again when she thought that Melody would take the opportunity while they were eating to speak up for her.

Thinking of this, Wendy looked at Byron with anticipation and then echoed, "Byron, you've been busy all morning, you must be tired. Come and eat together."

Byron glanced at the two of them expressionlessly and refused them indifferently. "No, I'm going to go pick Estie up. You two can eat."

After he said that, he planned to turn around and leave but just as he did, he was stopped by his mother.

"Come and visit Wendy more often when you have time, help her speak to your Uncle Henry on her behalf," Melody urged earnestly.

Byron turned his back to the two of them. Frowning impatiently, he responded to them in a deep voice and then strode away.

Getting into the car, Byron had