Sure enough, another message came in.

"Rosalynn, you must be furious right now. I'm really sorry.”

It was from her senior, Keegan.

Rosalynn took a deep breath to calm herself, then pressed the call button under his name.

"Keegan, did you seriously sell the studio for five hundred million?”

"It's all my fault, Rosalynn. | was out gambling on stones, and I lost. I'm so sorry."

Rosalynn’s grip tightened around her phone. "But why did it have to be Brian, of all people?

How did he even know about our studio? Do you think he purposely set a trap for you?”

Keegan had no other hobbies besides gambling on stones. He could have been targeted deliberately.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Keegan sighed. "Anyway, | know how much you love Brian, and Now, you get to be in frequent contact with him. I've created a great opportunity for you, haven't 2”

“What the hell makes you think that | love him?" Rosalynn felt helpless.

"Come on; don't deny it. | know that heis—".

"All right, that's enough. I'm tendering my resignation." Rosalynn cut Keegan off.

Her divorce was well underway. She didn't want to have anything to do with Brian anymore.

"I'm afraid that's not possible. Brian knows that you are Rose. We signed a contract. You are obligated to work in the studio for the next five years," Keegan said apologetically. "He still isn't aware that you are his wife, though."

Rosalynn's jaw dropped. "How dare you make that decision in my place?"

"You know very well just what kind of person Brian is. Do you want me to die?" Keegan pleaded.

Rosalynn had to fight the urge to storm to where he was and beat him up.

"You do know that | have a soft heart, right?"

She and Keegan grew up together.

Back when they were still kids, Keegan was always there to defend her.

Their relationship transcended that of business partners. A little more than friends, but a little less than siblings.

“Rosalynn, the meeting is about to start,” a colleague suddenly called from behind her.

Rosalynn hung up with a sigh. At least for now, she had no choice but to go with the flow.

The staff were already seated when she arrived.