After Melody and Benedict left, Rosalie looked at the time.

"It's getting late, I should go back. I don't feel at ease when the children are at home by themselves."

Byron frowned slightly, then said, "I'll send you."

Indeed, it was late now. With Wendy's whereabouts unknown, she may appear at any time to threaten Rosalie's life. Byron was worried about letting her go back by herself.

Rosalie knew that he was worried about her, so she did not refuse. "Alright, thanks for the ride."

The two got into the car. Byron started the car and drove towards Rosalie's house.

On the way, they talked about Wendy.

"I wonder where Wendy is now. I will never be at ease if she is still at large..."

Rosalie looked at the scenery outside the window with melancholy in her eyes.

Byron slowed down the speed of the car. His deep voice soothed her. "The evidence is solid. The police will not let her go unpunished, and I will do my best to locate her whereabouts. Before that, I will have my men protect