Rosalie drove into the underground parking lot. After parking the car, she took the elevator upstairs. As she approached her house, she heard an argument coming from inside.

"Yerick, are you trying to stir up trouble again?"

"I'm not stirring up trouble. It was you who started yelling at me first!"

"Brat, if you've got guts, let's settle this one-on-one! Don't think I won't hit you just because you're younger."

Rosalie frowned. Just as she was about to enter and scold them, another voice interrupted.

"If you two keep arguing, I'll knock both of you out."

It was Justin's voice.

Sebastian sneered. "Justin, what business is it of yours to meddle?"

"You fighting here could upset Rose, so it's not meddling. Teaching you both a lesson wouldn't take any effort at all."

"If you lay a finger on me, Rose will be mad at you!" Yerick retorted angrily.

mad at me or not, I'll still have hit you two. It wouldn't

that moment, Rosalie rang the doorbell. The three men rushed to open the

all looking to

Yerick said obediently, quickly shifting the topic. "How did

he left. How's

away. We'll start now," Yerick said, dashing into the kitchen like an

they hadn't even started cooking or

feeling a headache coming

her. "I'll do it. I'll start

to the

don't want to hear it anymore. My head hurts. If it's too much trouble, you might well all leave. Go ahead,

of panic at Rosalie's tone of

on,

times before," Rosalie replied, exasperated. "Do as

turned to Justin. "How's

in the room," Justin

Argue or fight as much as you want-I'm

into the room,

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