Mary did not think it was appropriate for her to get involved with Rosalie and Byron’s matter. She hesitated for a while before deciding to leave.

Rosalie watched Mary dove the car out of the manor. Then, she rang the bell.

It was the third time she came here today. She had no idea if Byron would let her in this time.

In the villa, the little ones had asked Mrs. Zora to stay in the room and play with them, so she did not hear the doorbell downstairs.

Byron’s study was quiet, so he could hear the noise from downstairs.

Byron waited for a while and decided to take a look when he realized the doorbell had not stopped ringing.

Mrs. Zora’s voice came out of the little one’s room.

Byron did not disturb the kids and headed downstairs to turn on the intercom.

“Mrs…” Rosalie called out Mrs. Zora’s name habitually. However, she paused when she saw the man on the screen.

Byron’s gaze turned gloomy when he saw her.

Rosalie noticed the man’s mood change and clenched her fist. She spoke ag