Chapter 184 Who is this beauty?

Travis settled down on the sofa, his eyes still carrying a lingering fatigue. Having spent the entire night without rest, merely relying on these two hours of sleep was far from sufficient. "What brings you here?" Travis rubbed his weary brow and looked up at Heather. "I am your mother, can't I come?" Heather coldly snorted, staring at her son with disapproval. Travis, seeing her overbearing demeanor, couldn't be bothered to argue with her. Turning his head to Sabrina, he spoke gently, "Let's go." Sensing Heather's unfriendly gaze fixed upon her, Sabrina was eager to leave this place. Upon hearing Travis's words, she hastened to slip away. Heather's tantrum, having received no response, igniting an inexplicable frustration within her. Yet, since Travis was her own son, this anger had no outlet. She decided to bear this grudge against Sabrina. It must be her fault. Travis took the passenger seat. Heather glared at Sabrina, then got into the car. Travis activated the navig