After steadying himself, the man fixed his eyes on Rosalynn, extending his right hand.

“May I have your phone?™

Caught off guard, Rosalynn wasn't sure of his intentions but handed her phone over nonetheless

The man entered some details into her phone before returning it.

“My name is Lyndon Fernandez. Thank you for saving my life. I've put my contact in your phone. Feel free to keep it. We shall meet again."

As they departed, Rosalynn studied the man's name displayed on her screen.

“He must be someone influential. Do you know him, Brian?"

The situation strongly suggested that the man was no ordinary individual.

Brian squinted his eyes and responded, “He's likely from the Fernandez family, the most prominent family in Betton.”

The upper class of Betton?

Rosalynn's eyebrows shot up as she listened to Brian's explanation.

“The ancestor of the Fernandez family one of the founders of the state.

The family holds significant sway within Betton's aristocracy

Currently, the Fernandez family has substantial military affiliations."

It was no surprise he found the man somewhat familiar.

The Hughes family had considerable dealings in Betton.

About two years ago, he encountered Lyndon at a business event.

Back then, Lyndon had been accompanying his uncle, and he was quite reserved.

Brian only had a fleeting interaction with him.

“He carries such a prestigious title. It's peculiar why he met with an accident," Rosalynn pondered aloud.

Brian slightly lifted his eyebrows.

"There are rumors that the Fernandez family is in the process of choosing a new leader. Wealthy and noble families operate differently from ordinary people. It's possible he's stepped on someone's toes.”