“You should ask your husband; he’s the one who assigned me to teach her business management. And now I find myself at the mercy of this lady, forced to teach her painting! Seriously, if I've done something to deserve punishment, I'd rather face the Law than endure her torment!"

Upon reading his message, Rosalynn found it amusing and burst into laughter.

She quickly typed a response.

“Keegan, don't see Deanna as a monster.

She's just used to being showered with compliments Like a princess. If you approach her gently, she'll be fine in no time."

Keegan fired back, "You think I'm sitting around doing nothing? I need to make money for your husband. If I don't meet the year-end target, tell your husband not to blame me!"

Rosalynn's smile remained unwavering.

“Don't worry. You're like a brother to me. Even if you cause the studio some loss, he won't dare to blame you."

“Rosalynn, you're a true queen," Keegan declared.

Rosalynn smiled once more.

“Alright, that's enough. Get along with Deanna.”

After sending messages to Rosalynn on his phone, Keegan noticed Deanna diligently engrossed in her painting, her head lowered.

Despite her occasional spoiled tendencies, she displayed great dedication when it came to her art.

Keegan let out a sigh of relief and made his way over, feeling a weight Lift off his shoulders.

The words Deanna had spoken to Rosalynn echoed in his mind.

“Deanna, why does your mother want to keep Brian and Rosalynn apart?"

Deanna paused her stroke and looked up at him, her eyes meeting his “She's always flirting with other men.”

Keegan rolled his eyes.

"I'll say it again. Rosalynn and I are like siblings. She's not the type to engage in casual relationships."

Defending Rosalynn had become instinctive to him. Deanna stared at him, unable to contain her outburst any Longer.

“Keegan, just admit it. You Like her."

Keegan felt a growing divide between him and Deanna.