Perhaps sensing her concern, Debora smiled, “I suppose I feel better with Deanna's company these past two days."

Deanna gave a satisfied smile and darted a glance at Rosalynn.

"I'm as dutiful as Brian. Unlike someone who only pretends to be."

She was implying that Rosalynn was faking her affection.

Rosalynn simply offered a silent smile in response. After checking

Debora's pulse, she stood back.

Observing the tension, Debora spoke to Deanna.

"Deanna, you shouldn't be so adversarial towards Rosalynn. Both of you are dear to me. I wish for you to love and respect each other."

Deanna grimaced.

“I can't love a woman who spends her days seducing men."

Debora frowned at her words.

“Deanna, Rosalynn is not that kind of person."

“Only she truly knows what kind of person she is." Deanna stopped petting the cat, her facial expression visibly hardened.

Debora's frown deepened.

Not wanting to exacerbate the situation, Rosalynn quickly changed the topic with a light-hearted smile.

“Are we ready for dinner yet? I'm famished.”

Jolted from her thoughts, Debora nodded, "Yes, of course. Let's have dinner."

"Perfect."

Rosalynn assisted Debora in standing and they made their way to the dining room.

Deanna, still by the pool, watched their departing figures. She felt as though her efforts were wasted.

Disgruntled, she washed her hands in silence.

Once inside, Debora inquired, "I heard from Deanna that Brian was meeting a client with Selina?"