“Weren't you the one who touched me?"

"I grazed you while attempting a kind gesture, nothing more.” re you seriously arguing this

“You're falsely accusing me".

The two bickered as Rosalynn watched.

The room echoed with their escalating quarrel, leaving Rosalynn sandwiched between them in bewilderment.

Rosalynn intervened, pleading, “Could you two stop squabbling, please, for my sake?"

They responded with twin snorts and turned away, lapsing into silence.

With a chuckle, Rosalynn asked, "What on earth is happening here?"

“Rosalynn, he's a scoundrel!" Valeria exclaimed.

“Back at it again? I was merely trying to be helpful.”

The argument spiraled again, until Rosalynn pieced together the situation.

“Enough! It's a misunderstanding. Valeria, Hutton grew up with me in the orphanage. He's an exceptional hacker, and I can vouch for his moral integrity."

The news made Valeria turn to Hutton in a wordless glance. Despite her silence, her eyes betrayed the poorly concealed disgust she felt.

Rosalynn introduced Valeria to Hutton.

“Hutton, this is Valeria, the famous celebrity. She's as kind as she is beautiful, and she has introduced a lot of clients to me. You're a gentleman. I trust that you'll stop provoking her into a spat.”

Hutton looked like it was the last thing he wanted to do, but in the end, he yielded to Rosalynn.

He found some wine on the table and poured two glasses.

"Alright. I'll be nice."

Taking one glass, he handed it to Valeria and said, "Allow me to apologize, Valeria. I shouldn‘t have said those things. Let's have a drink to make up."

Hutton had gone ahead and finished his glass. Valeria curled her lips and said, "It's fine. I'll let it slide since you're just a kid."

These words made Hutton frown. Giving Valeria a once-over, he answered, "I'm not a kid. I'm already twenty-one. You and I are about the same age, right?"

Valeria chuckled, “I'm already twenty-five. I distinctly remember a certain someone calling me a harridan."