The suggestive glances and Loaded comments sparked a realization within Rosalynn.

Her cheeks flushed, she shook off Brian's hand and strode away.

Brian grinned and trailed after her.

Feeling compelled to confront him, Rosalynn asked, “Would you mind exhibiting some restraint?"

She wasn't someone he could toy with casually.

As Rosalynn prepared to depart, Brian unexpectedly pressed her against the wall.

“Still upset?"

He Leaned against the wall with one arm and gazing down at her, a smile playing on his Lips. lhy would I be angry?" Rosalynn feigned nonchalance. fou're upset about the jewelry,” Brian said, eyeing her reddened ears.

“What if I told you I didn't give Eleanor the same jewelry? Would you believe me?"

He hadn't given Eleanor identical jewelry?

How could that be?

Rosalynn looked up, incredulous.

"So, you didn't send it to her? Is the jewelry Eleanor wears a fake?"

“Exactly.”

Stunned, Rosalynn regarded Brian with suspicion.

Slowly, Brian Lowered his hand from the wall and smoothed her hair.

“If I truly wanted to gift something to Eleanor, I wouldn't present her with the same jewelry. Do you think I'm that foolish?"

The man's gentle, teasing voice sent shivers down her spine.

His doting tone ensnared her.

Rosalynn felt her ears hot.

Her painstakingly constructed psychological defenses crumbled once more.

Feigning calm, she asked, "Didn't you give each of us a set of jewelry as a reward for securing the project in Neham?"