He had worked hard to change Rosalynn's perspective towards him, and he didn't want anyone else to disrupt the pleasant atmosphere.

Upstairs, Sanford leaned against the headboard of his bed, a mischievous smile spreading across his face as he read Brian's message.

Brian was currently at Rosalynn's place. And he didn't want to be interrupted.

Things must be going well between them.

“Sanford, Rosalynn made breakfast. I'm heading downstairs to eat. Are you joining me?" Maggie called out after freshening up, preparing to change her clothes.