Melody did what she said.

That afternoon, Wendy appeared at the front door of the Lawrence Manor.

Mrs. Zora looked at the woman on the video doorbell, thought about her Young Master's orders, and let her in.

Wendy carried a thermal flask in her hand and walked upstairs as soon as she entered the door.

"Miss Fuller..."

Mrs. Zora wanted to tell her that Young Master was working and not to disturb him.

However, this woman brushed past her and went upstairs, as if she didn't exist.

As she looked at the arrogant Wendy from the back, Mrs. Zora could not help thinking of Young Madam.

‘Compared to her, our Young Madam is still way better…’

Mrs. Zora sighed, then she quickly followed after.

Wendy sashayed to Byron's bedroom door, knocked on the door, and walked in without waiting for a response.

"Byron dear…”

Wendy muted when she saw him sitting up, working. "Why are you up? Didn't Auntie say you were resting?"

Byron was checking his inbox. He heard this and glanced at her with sli