“Yes, I am," Brian replied coolly.

“She is my wife, and I am more than willing to indulge her."

Deanna was livid.

"You'll regret this, Brian!"

As she spun on her heels to storm off, Brian's icy voice cut through "Stop!"

Deanna stopped in her tracks, turning to look at him.

“What? Having second thoughts now?"

Brian's voice held an unambiguous warning.

"Deanna, if you dare spread baseless rumors to our mother, then I'm no longer your brother!”

He was clearly concerned about Deanna inciting trouble with their mother.

Frustration coursing through her, Deanna stomped her foot.

"You've changed! I don't even recognize you anymore!”

As Deanna left in a huff, Selina was cloaked in a veil of gloom.

“Brian, you went too far today."

The two videos had accomplished nothing. In fact, they had only served to strengthen Rosalynn's position against Eleanor.

Could Brian really be so smitten with Rosalynn?

Did he trust her to such an extent that he granted her unconditional power and trust?

The supposed welcome party teetered on the brink of becoming a charade.

Everyone was fixated on Brian and Rosalynn, hungering for fresh gossip.

The evening had already delivered a buffet of shocking revelations.

Rosalynn had spent a night out with another man. Brian even let this slide.

As the commotion subsided, Rosalynn snuck a glance at Brian. His expression was inscrutable, a mask hiding his real emotions.