“Well, you've figured it out too, haven't you?" Deanna exclaimed, nodding vigorously.

Brian scoffed, “Deanna, perhaps you should indulge in more of your trashy novels. You'd make an excellent scriptwriter."

Rendered speechless, Deanna stammered, “Why won't you trust me? Keegan is a genuine jerk. You have no idea that he..."

“What exactly did he do?" Brian queried, his gaze focused on her.

Deanna declared, "Whatever he did, he's an absolute reprobate."

In the Lounge, Rosalynn listened attentively, a baffled expression on her face.

Her sister-in-law seemed to harbor a strong distaste for Keegan.

What could Keegan have possibly done to provoke her ire?

At this juncture, a knock resounded on the CEO's office door.

Edwin entered the room, a bag clutched in his hand.

"Mr. Hughes, these are the clothes you requested.”

Rising from his seat, Brian accepted the bag and proceeded straight to the lounge.

Deanna, recognizing the bag as belonging to a renowned women's clothing brand, expressed her surprise.

“Why are you carrying a set of women's clothes?”

“Just stay here.”

With that, Brian opened the lounge door.

Seated on the sofa, Selina's expression soured.

As she had suspected, there was someone else in the Lounge.

It had to be Rosalynn!

What a scheming woman she was

To think she managed to get a typically serious and fastidious man to engage in such acts during broad daylight!

Inside the Lounge, Rosalynn accepted the clothes from Brian, shooting him a glare.