Growing impatient, Rosalynn retorted, "What's it to you? You barely know her."

Barlow seemed taken aback, then he shot back, "We've seen each other naked! You think I don't know her?"

Rosalynn was Lost for words.

Why was this man always so blunt?

As Rosalynn grappled for a response, she noticed Karina slapping a man beside her.

The man's face flamed as he yelled, pushing Karina away.

Rosalynn's heart pounded, and she rose to her feet.

Before she could make a move, Barlow was already sprinting towards Karina.

He was swift!

A thought crossed Rosalynn's mind.

Barlow seemed to have a soft spot for Karina.

Amidst the man's tirade, Karina retorted, “You have the audacity to touch me and still yell at me?"

"You're just a tease! Are you trying to grab attention with your provocative dancing?” The man sneered.

Karina snorted, “You're awful! Just because I dance, doesn't mean that I'm asking for it! What about you? You did that intentionally!"

“You're begging for a beating!"

Looking menacing, the man raised his hand, poised to strike her.

Before he could Land a blow, his wrist was seized.

With a yelp, the man was flung aside.

Standing protectively before Karina, Barlow towered over the man sprawled on the floor.

His knuckles cracked ominously.

“How dare you Lay a finger on her?"

His commanding presence was chilling. He smirked coldly.