Due to the complex relationship between Brian and Barlow, she had developed an instinctual aversion to involving herself with Barlow.

In fact, she had almost forgotten about his villa.

It was a realization that struck her as unprofessional.

Grabbing her bag, Rosalynn made her way to the ground floor

Barlow was waiting beside an opulent car parked along the curb, sunglasses resting on his handsome face.

Bathed in the golden sunlight, he cut an imposing figure.

Upon noticing Rosalynn, he made his way to the passenger door, opening it in anticipation of her arrival.

Just as she was about to climb into the car, her phone rang again.

Checking the caller ID, she saw Karina's name on the screen.

“Karina?"

“Rosalynn, are you done with work? I..."

Karina left her sentence hanging, prompting a confused Rosalynn to ask, “Why'd you stop mid-sentence?”

Karina answered, “Nothing really. I was going to invite you to dinner, but something urgent came up at work, so I'LL have to postpone our meal together.”

Upon hearing this, Rosalynn smiled and responded, “Okay.”

A short distance away, Karina parked her car along the curb and watched as Barlow drove away with Rosalynn. A flurry of unidentified emotions flickered across her eyes.

She glanced at the dessert resting on the passenger seat and inhaled deeply.

She had queued up specifically to purchase the most renowned dessert from a nearby street, intending to share it with Rosalynn.

Regrettably, it seemed Rosalynn wouldn't get to taste this delightful treat.

Her mind wandered to the question of where Barlow intended to take Rosalynn.

Should she remind him of Rosalynn's marital status?

But then again, if he genuinely cared for Rosalynn, a reminder probably wouldn't deter him.

Mixed feelings swirled within Karina, making the day feel even hotter and more oppressive.