Rosalynn could not bear to imagine the consequences if Brian was present.

“Earlier, you mentioned someone trying to replace Brian. Who would even dare?" she asked.

Her heart ached for his safety, but given his high status, danger was bound to find him.

What she couldn't figure out was who was forcing Barlow to put on such an act.

“why don't you take a guess?" Barlow's smirk was maddening, his eyebrows arching.

So he intended to keep his lips sealed.

Unwilling to play along with his cryptic games, Rosalynn rolled her eyes and decided to let the topic slide.

She busied herself by studying the room. A peculiar lavender lamp tucked under the coffee table caught her eye. Its presence seemed oddly misplaced.

"What is this?"

Barlow leaned back and replied, "That? It's something that can make you mistake one person for another."

Her heart pounded at his vague response.

Was he hinting at some form of hallucinogenic substance?

Her eyes narrowing with suspicion, Rosalynn questioned, “Is this your doing? What are you planning?"

Barlow snickered, completely unbothered.

“If I intended any harm, wouldn't I have lit that already?"

His words made sense. hen why is it here?" Rosalynn prodded.

“Think of it as a present from someone else." Barlow shrugged, his eyes glinting mockingly over the rim of his wine glass.

Someone else?

The person who was after Brian's position?

Who could that be?

“I'LL wash my face first." Rosalynn excused herself, needing a break to freshen up.

She came here because of Jenifer.