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Chapter 213 I Owe You One
Everyone was taken aback by that voice.
Rosalie stiffened slightly.
She knew that man too well. She could imagine how cold his expression was now from the sound of his voice alone.
Besides, she did not know how to face the man behind her after everything that had happened lately.
By then, however, Byron had walked up to them.
Hans noticed him and then followed his gaze to Rosalie. His expression shifted slightly. "President Lawrence, what are you...?"
He was not aware of any other woman in Byron's life other than Wendy Fuller.
However, the way Byron looked at the woman next to him aroused his suspicions.
Byron recalled the way Rosalie had clinked her glass with his earlier, and his gaze on Hans was
completely cold. "Master Reed, you should be careful when you pick up women in bars. You should at
least avoid women with children."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe looked at Rosalie as he said that.
Hans was stunned to hear that.
Rosalie had children? He could not tell at all.
Rosalie did not expect Byron to suddenly bring up her children in front of a stranger, and he even
taunted her with them. Her gaze turned dark. "Yes, I have two children. But that doesn't mean I'm not
single right now, and it has nothing to do with the people I meet and make friends with. Thank you for
your concern, President Lawrence, but it's quite unnecessary."
The temperature around Byron plummeted abruptly. He looked around at Hans and his friends, pursing
his lips. "Are you sure you want to bring this up here?"
They were very close to the dance floor, and all of them were quite good-looking. By now, they were
already attracting some curious looks.
Rosalie sensed the gazes around her and clenched her fists silently. Forcing down her fury, she turned
and headed for the door with Mary propped over her shoulder.
Hans instinctively moved to follow her, but since Byron had already gone after her, he eventually
stopped in his tracks.
Rosalie walked out of the door and felt the cold breeze on her face. It blew the last traces of her
tipsiness away. 1
She was about to call a cab by the curb when she clearly heard the footsteps approaching her. Byron
practically commanded her, saying, "I'll send you two home."
Rosalie rejected him without turning around. "No, thanks, President Lawrence. We'll take a cab."
Byron frowned deeply and dove straight to the point. "How long do you think it'll take for you to find a
cab in this place? How long do you plan to keep Lucian and Nox waiting?"
Rosalie had nothing to say to that.
She had not had the time to inform Lisa about her plans, and she did not know what Mary had told
them. Could the boys really be waiting up for her?
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They stood off against each other for a while, and not a single empty cab passed them by. To make things worse, Mary had
drifted off to sleep.
The man's car slowly came to a stop in front of her. He rolled down his window and said, his expression hard, "Get in."
Rosalie frowned.
However, Mary shivered next to her in the cold and groggily came to. When she saw the car in front of her, she thought it was the
cab they had called. She got inside without a second thought.
Rosalie's expression stiffened. She was about to tell Mary to get back out when she saw that her best friend had fallen back
asleep.
After a moment's reluctance, she eventually got into the car as well. Glancing at the man in the passenger's seat, she said coolly,
" Thank you, President Lawrence. I owe you one."
Byron frowned but did not reply. He simply told his driver to take them to Rosalie's house.
The car began to move, but the passengers inside were completely silent.
Mary's drunken murmurs were the only sound in the car. The atmosphere was suffocating.