Karina discarded the tissue with a sigh and murmured, “Hutton was so thoughtful. Where did he learn these things from?"

Rosalynn couldn't help but chuckle, her gaze wandering to the opposite side of the room.

Sanford had returned. He was now cradling a tearful Maggie in his arms. His expression was remarkably composed.

Thoughts of Jaelyn crept into Rosalynn's mind, and she averted her gaze.

She couldn't help but wonder if Sanford had investigated Jaelyn's past or if he intended to continue feigning ignorance about the whole situation.

In a luxurious five-star hotel, Barlow knocked on the door of a deluxe suite.

"Kennedi, what can I do for you?"

Kennedi wore a pristine white bathrobe that revealed her slender, flawless legs.

Her hair, still damp, was artfully gathered to one side, suggesting she had just taken a shower.

Her gaze remained locked onto Barlow's as she wordlessly invited him inside.

A hint of uncertainty flickered in Barlow's eyes as he walked in.

As he glanced around the empty suite and was about to ask something,

Kennedi surprised him by rising on her tiptoes and planting a kiss on his Lips.

A flicker of surprise crossed Barlow's eyes when her warm lips met his, and he quickly pushed her away.

"Kennedi, what on earth are you doing?"

Kennedi's chest rose and fell rapidly.

Slowly, she removed her bathrobe, revealing her exquisite figure.

"Barlow, I want to be with you, to be your woman."

Barlow's eyes widened in shock. He quickly averted his gaze and removed his coat, draping it around her shoulders.

“Kennedi, please don't do this."