The two women came downstairs one after the other.

Mrs. Zora took Wendy's thermal flask and placed it on the dining table. She looked back as if to say something.

"Since Byron can't drink this, then you can do it for him and drink the chicken soup."

Wendy's cold voice sounded behind her.

Mrs. Zora was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted.

Wendy was enraged with her for speaking up just now.

Mrs. Zora suppressed the helplessness in her heart as she realized this and replied respectf