"Hello, Mr. Fernandez."

"Miss Fuller, can I invite you to lunch as a token of my gratitude for saving my life?"

Lyndon's voice, smooth and magnetic, came through the phone.

Rosalynn looked at the clock, and to her surprise, it was already Lunchtime.

She could never turn down a good meal.

"Alright. Do you mind if I bring someone with me?"

"I don't mind."

After ending the call, Maggie approached Rosalynn with curiosity etched on her face.

"Rosalynn, was that Lyndon on the line?"

"Yes, he wants to treat us to lunch," Rosalynn replied.

Could it be that the handsome gentleman wanted to express his gratitude by inviting his savior for a meal?

This was a clear indication that he was keen on strengthening their relationship step by step.

Maggie blinked as she contemplated whether she should take this opportunity to tell Brian.

The two women made their way downstairs and saw Lyndon lounging on the plush leather sofa in the hall.

The man's handsome face seemed almost sculpted, and even his posture exuded elegance.

When he saw Rosalynn approaching, he gracefully rose from the sofa and walked over.

With a warm smile, Rosalynn greeted him, "Mr. Fernandez."

"Rosalynn, just call me Lyndon."

After saying that, Lyndon took the lead and began walking ahead.

His firm demeanor triggered a memory of Brian in Rosalynn's mind.