That day was a real low point for him.

Rosalynn observed his expression and added meaningfully, “No greetings? Are you feeling a tad sheepish? That's not the underworld style."

Dilan shot back, "Underworld? What are you getting at?"

Rosalynn locked eyes with him, "No? Then why did you play the Larson family card this morning to intimidate Zoe?"

Dilan involuntarily glanced at Zoe without answering, who instinctively swallowed and then took refuge behind Rosalynn.

Rosalynn rolled up her blouse sleeves. "What's with the look?

Thinking of bullying Zoe in my presence again?"

Dilan's body tensed as if the pain from his earlier encounter with her still lingered.

He had to be humble because he did not want to be beaten.

"No."

Rosalynn grinned. "Dilan, remember, Zoe is like a little sister to me, and I won't tolerate anyone giving her a hard time!"

Dilan shot her a look. “She's like a sister to you? How many people are under your wing?"

Why did he always end up butting heads with those under her protection?

"A bunch! So, next time you're in the mood for some mischief, make sure the other person doesn't know me, to spare yourself the embarrassment," she warned.

Dilan, a mix of embarrassment and annoyance, vowed to hit the gym starting the following day and not be pushed around by a woman.

“Can I leave now already?"

Dilan asked.

“No you can't!" replied Rosalynn.

Dilan frowned. “What now?"

Rosalynn asked him, "Dilan, you threatened Zoe and thought you could just stroll away? I'm not that easygoing!"