Byron did not expect his father to want to meet Estelle so soon.

After hanging up the call, Byron looked at the time. It was still early. He wanted to call Rosalie to tell her about it, but after pondering, he headed downstairs with his coat.

Downstairs, Mrs. Zora had prepared dinner. When she saw Byron, she said, “Sir, dinner is ready.”

Byron paused and said, “You can have dinner. I won’t be eating at home tonight.”

Before Mrs. Zora could process what he had just said, he strode out of the