Brian furrowed his brows. “I was once bitten by a dog. I just kicked it as a reflex action,” he explained.

Rosalynn blinked and brushed a strand of hair away from her ear. “When did that happen?” she inquired.

“When I was eighteen years old, I encountered a group of human traffickers. I was trying to save the victims, and that’s when I was bitten by a dog,” he replied, his voice low and magnetic. He Looked strikingly handsome in the sunlight.

Rosalynn gazed at him, as though she was trying to etch his appearance into her memory. She didn’t want to mistake him for someone else who had once saved her life.

“So, you’re a hero,” she remarked.

Brian shot a quick glance at her. “Are you making fun of me?” he teased.

Rosalynn replied, then turned and

Brian sensed that her attitude towards him had changed. Could it be because of his

the human traffickers and getting bitten by the dog?” Rosalynn asked,

was poisoned. My family searched for

I saw a group of

and bodyguard to follow them, and

truck, and I felt that something was

the girls. When I intervened,

the details of

noticed that Rosalynn was clenching

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