By the time she returned to her studio, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

After tidying her workspace, she received a call from Brian.

“Collect a document from my office and deliver it to Royarid Club."

His magnetic voice commanded over the phone.

Rosalynn rose and made her way to his office.

“When did I become your secretary?" she asked.

“Haven't you been my secretary for quite some time? You've served as my secretary, translator, bodyguard, and now you've been promoted to my personal secretary."

He chuckled.

He particularly emphasized the word “personal.”

Recalling their intimate encounters, Rosalynn recognized his flirtatious undertone.

She entered his office, clarified which document he required, and obtained the room number at Royarid Club. Then, she drove to the club.

Upon arriving at the private room where Brian was situated, she pushed open the door to find a group of men sipping tea.

Among the attendees were Henrik and other individuals she'd encountered two days prior.

"Mr. Hughes, here is the document you requested." Rosalynn approached Brian and handed him the document.

“Thank you, take a seat.” Brian nonchalantly tossed the document onto the sofa and gestured for her to sit.

Rosalynn hesitated, but Henrik had already risen and was preparing a cup of tea for her.

“Rosalynn, you've arrived just in time. Please, try this tea I've brewed."

Given their acquaintance, Rosalynn felt obliged to comply and sat down.

Henrik passed her the cup of tea. Rosalynn expressed her gratitude and took a tentative sip. low does it taste?"

“Quite good."

“Well, you have good taste."

Henrik complimented her before resuming his conversation with Brian.