At the same time, Byron pulled over the car outside the Lawrence family’s mansion.

The butler opened the gate quickly. “Sir.”

Byron asked expressionlessly, “Where’s my mother?”

The butler answered, “Mrs. Lawrence has just had her dinner and is having her tea now in the living room.”

Byron nodded and told the butler not to follow him. Then, he strode into the mansion.

Just as he entered the mansion, he saw Melody sitting on the sofa and drinking her tea as she watched the TV.

“Why are you h