Just as the two were talking, Wendy's phone suddenly vibrated.

The two looked at the phone on the table in unison.

Wendy glanced at it and knew that it was the private detective who sent more photos again.

She thought about the photos she would receive at this hour, even when she had not clicked on it yet, her expression had already sunk in.

During this time, except for the few photos she received yesterday, the others were basically photos of Rosalie and Byron together!

She had seen enough