In a rush, Malcolm greeted him.

"Mr. Hughes.”

Brian's sharp gaze swept over him, and he remained silent. With purposeful strides, he approached Rosalynn and asked, “Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

Rosalynn wondered why he was here.

Had the officer called him just now?

It seemed that he came to the police station to rescue her every time.

A faint smile tugged at Rosalynn's red Lips.

With Brian's arrival, Malcolm and the other two individuals couldn't help but feel on edge.

His commanding presence left them speechless.

Brian glanced at them and asked in a frigid tone, “So you claim she stole your ring?"

The three exchanged glances, and Adalyn spoke up, her tone laced with skepticism.

“That's right. Is she a designer from your company? She seized the business opportunity to steal a diamond ring worth hundreds of thousands of dollars from me."

Brian fixed his gaze on her and let out a derisive sneer.

"You think my woman would steal your diamond ring?”

His woman?

The entire room fell into stunned silence, their collective attention shifting to Rosalynn.

Rosalynn cleared her throat and said, “I am a designer working in his company."

A subtle abbreviation of his woman.

Brian cast a glance her way, raising an eyebrow.

“Indeed, she is an employee whom I hold in high regard. Following a successful collaboration, I presented her with jewelry worth millions of dollars. Do you truly believe she would be enticed by a mere diamond ring valued at a few hundred dollars?”

His tone dripped with doubt and disdain.