His strategic proximity to her was not born out of revenge, then. Was it all an elaborate performance meant for unseen spectators?

So even if Hughes Group was in trouble, it seemed unlikely that Brian would be the one breaking the law.

A wave of relief washed over Rosalynn.

"So, how long do I have to stay?" she asked.

“Just for the night."

“What? The entire night?" Rosalynn's brow knitted in displeasure.

A crafty grin pulled at Barlow's lips.

“Afraid Brian will misconstrue our little act? If he does, why not make it real?"

“Barlow, one more ludicrous remark, and I guarantee you'll remain single forever." Rosalynn's voice rang out with a warning chill.

In the art of pretending, Barlow was an expert. Perhaps he had chosen the wrong career path. Acting seemed more fitting to him than being a police informant.

Barlow's smile faltered, his gaze fixated on the half-empty glass before him. He took another sip, the amber liquid disappearing gradually.

"Who said anything about wanting to marry?"

As the soft light bathed the room, its gentle glow highlighted his handsome face, revealing a fleeting trace of regret shimmering in his eyes.

Rosalynn's lips thinned, her thoughts drifting back to Karina's advice to Kennedi, her mind unraveling the intricate web she had unwittingly stepped into.

How could she navigate this situation if Kennedi was hell-bent on her vendetta against Barlow?

Rosalynn was rendered speechless by Barlow

Suddenly, her phone buzzed, announcing the arrival of a new message.

“Rosalynn, when are you getting back?" Maggie's words Lit the screen

Contemplating the likelihood of spending the night here, Rosalynn sighed deeply.

"I might be Late, Maggie. Don't wait up. Get some rest."

She was relieved that Brian was not in the city.

He was a man of intense emotions, and his jealousy was Legendary.