In the office, Byron was looking at the computer screen with disdain.

On the screen, there was a crowd of reporters surrounding Rosalie's house and the research institute.

He did not expect that his actions would bring such big trouble to this woman.

Suddenly, his office door burst open.

Byron looked over with displeasure and was about to reprimand the person, but the voice at the door boomed before him.

"Byron! Come out! What the heck is happening on the internet?!"

Mary rushed in aggressively, strode up to Byron, put her hands on the desk, and stared straight at the man.

Byron frowned slightly at this woman and soon remembered that she was Rosalie's best friend.

The two had met a few times.

He suppressed his annoyance and raised his hand to Mary in a gentlemanly manner. "Please have a seat."

Mary was so angry that she did not care to sit. "Explain it clearly to me first! When did my godsons become your sons?!"

She just wanted to ask when Byron knew about this and how he wo