Securing her seatbelt, Rosalynn arched an eyebrow.

"It's not right to hit people."

“But you just hit them," Deanna slurred.

“Well, that's because you're my sister-in-law," Rosalynn murmured.

At that moment, her phone rang.

It was Brian.

"Hello?" Rosalynn answered.

"Where are you? Why aren't you home?"

“I'm at Royarid Club. Deanna's had too much to drink. I'm taking her back to your grandma‘s."

Brian fell silent. After a pause, he said, “Take her to my apartment instead. I don't want to risk waking Grandma up. It's Late."

Rosalynn thought for a moment, then agreed.

“Alright.”

She hung up and glanced at Deanna, who had dozed off.

For someone who couldn't handle their liquor, she had been adamant about matching Doreen drink for drink.

She was indeed a formidable protector of Keegan.

Smiling to herself, Rosalynn fastened Deanna's seatbelt and set off for Beauty Apartments.

In the parking Lot, Brian awaited Rosalynn's arrival. Rosalynn switched off the engine and opened the car door.

“Brian, Deanna is asleep."

Brian nodded, opened the passenger seat door, and gently lifted Deanna from the car.

“Why did she drink?"

Rosalynn closed the car door and exclaimed, "All for a man."

Brian furrowed his brows.