As soon as she said that, a silence fell over the car.

Rosalie realized what she had just said and regretted it, so she lowered her gaze and stayed silent.

Byron stared at her side profile intently, an unreadable look in his eyes.

Was she really so averse to him? How could she blatantly try to push him onto Wendy like that?

After a moment, he said coldly, “She’s busy, so she won’t be leaving any time soon.”

Rosalie gripped the steering wheel angrily.

Wendy was too busy to send him home, so why was she obligated to?

Still, the person next to her would not be moved. No matter what she said, he would not get out of the car so easily.

Rosalie had no choice but to start up the car again and drive away from the Quirkes’ villa.

At the same time, Wendy strode out of the door. When she caught a glimpse of Byron’s face in the rearview mirror, her expression immediately turned ugly.

As Rosalie’s car disappeared into the distance, she hurriedly jumped into her car and followed them.

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