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Her face fell. “Rosalynn, why are you here? And you’re unscathed!”

A cold smile played on Rosalynn’s lips as she produced a small bottle and sprayed its contents to Brylee. s it turns out, you should be the one in distress!”

‘Ah! What are you doing?” Brylee cried out.

Rosalynn shoved her further into the room before swiftly exiting.

A man’s voice floated in from behind. “Is it done?”

“Yes,” Rosalynn confirmed.

warmth enveloping her shoulders. Looking down, she saw Barlow draping a suit jacket over

adjusting the suit jacket

teasing grin. “Rosalynn, I’ve come to your rescue yet again. How do

for your help,” Rosalynn responded coolly before descending the

my debt now,” Barlow called after her, his voice filled with

to remain silent, tacitly acknowledging his

the stairs and surveyed the crowd from afar. “I’m

part, and any further

how things unfold for Brylee?” Barlow caught