Rosalie Jacobs braided Estelle’s hair and went out with her.

As soon as she turned around, she saw the man standing at the door.

Byron Lawrence's face darkened and retracted all the warmth in his eyes. His tone was polite yet distant, "Breakfast is ready, let's go down to eat."

After speaking, he turned and walked in front.

Rosalie Jacobs was stunned for a moment.

Just now, she caught an expression on the man's face that was slightly different from before. It was only a brief moment, and sh