The two bodyguards hung their heads, not daring to utter a word.

It was then that her phone rang.

She took it out and had a look. Someone sent a message to her, which said, "Done."

Acold smile formed on Brylee’s lips, and a flicker of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

She was determined to teach Rosalynn a lesson.

On the other hand, Brian looked at Rosalynn and asked, "Did you offend her?”

Rosalynn offered a smile but remained silent.

“Just going to let it go?" Brian asked.

After a moment's pause, Rosalynn responded, "| refuse to stoop to the level of a mad woman."

Brian thought that Rosalyn not only possessed formidable fighting skills but also had a sharp tongue.

At that moment, a door to a nearby private room opened, and Sanford came out.

When he caught sight of Rosalynn, his eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Well, what are the odds of bumping into you here again?”

Rosalynn looked at him and nodded slightly. "Hello, Sanford.”

With his hands casually tucked in his pockets, Sanford strode up to Brian and gave Rosalynn an appraising look.

"Do you know who | am?"

"Everyone in the city seems to know you."

Much like Brian, Sanford was constantly in the headlines with various celebrities and young models. It would be challenging for her not to recognize him.

“Is that so? Would you like an opportunity to get closer to me?” Sanford playfully winked at Rosalynn.

Rosalyn merely smiled without uttering a word, wanting to roll her eyes at him.

A playboy held no appeal to her.

Brian cast a warning glance at Sanford.

With a laugh, Sanford patted Brian on the shoulder and leaned in. "Don't worry. I won't steal the woman you're interested in.”

Brian frowned. But before he could respond, Sanford turned to Rosalynn and suggested,

“How about we hang out together since we're already acquainted?”