With the police closing in to detain her father, she was compelled to return to his side.

As Selina hastened from the room, Gail steadied her nerves and turned to Rosalynn.

“Let's head home, Rosa.”

She then directed Kyson, “Call your dad at once, he needs to come home immediately."

Their family was preparing to greet their daughter upon her return.

"Sure," Kyson acknowledged.

“Lyndon, I'll be on my way shortly. Rosa and I will head home first,"

Gail stated, grasping Rosalynn's hand.

Lyndon was in the process of rising from his hospital bed.

"You go ahead. I won't be long, he assured, intent on leaving the hospital that day.

Brian cast a glance at him. You're not yet well. It's best to stay for another couple of days."

“I appreciate your concern, but I'm feeling well enough. There's no need to remain here, especially with Rosa present," Lyndon replied, dismissing the advice.

Brian was left mute, his internal frustration growing as he trailed behind the others.

At the Moreno residence, Selina, in a state of urgency, caught a taxi back just in time to witness two officers on the verge of apprehending her father.

"Dad!" she cried out in distress.

"Selina," Beal uttered, his face etched with alarm. Seeing his daughter, hope flickered in his eyes.

She was now the pillar he leaned on.

He silently yearned for her to devise a means to protect him.

Shortly after, Gail and the rest arrived home as well.

Beal's gaze twinkled as he observed Rosalynn.