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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.

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

muttered, adjusting the suit jacket

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

for your help,” Rosalynn

now,” Barlow called after her, his voice filled

to remain silent, tacitly acknowledging his

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

had done her part, and any further involvement seemed

you want to see how things unfold for Brylee?” Barlow caught her