Amidst the vibrant lights, Brian made his entrance accompanied by several suppliers.

His tall stature stood out conspicuously in the colorful ambiance.

With each step he took, women couldn't help but halt in their tracks to admire him.

However, his handsome face exuded an icy aura, Leaving people hesitant to approach or strike up a conversation.

Brian paid no heed to the gazes and made his way to the elevator, guided by a waiter.

A sudden commotion erupted on the dance floor, but Brian was too disinterested to give it any attention.

After all, the club witnessed such scenes almost every day.

Meanwhile, Edwin, who trailed behind Brian, caught sight of Rosalynn among the dancing crowd.

She was shielding Valeria, pulling her away from potential trouble.

“Mr. Hughes, that woman over there appears to be Rosalynn."

Brian's confident stride faltered for a moment.

He shifted his gaze to the dance floor, following Edwin's line of sight, and saw Rosalynn forcefully kick a man away.

His eyes narrowing into slits, Brian swiftly turned on his heel and strode to the gathering crowd.

On the dance floor, a stout man doubled over in pain, clutching his lower abdomen as he cursed furiously.

“Bitch! How dare you kick me? Do you have any idea who I am? Do you want to die?"

With a slightly intoxicated gaze, Rosalynn stood protectively in front of Valeria, ready to defend her.

"I don't care who you are. If you harass my friend, I‘ll make sure to knock you into next week!"

Valeria, positioned behind Rosalynn, chimed in with her own insults.

"That's right! You're nothing but a repulsive pig! My friend knows how to handle herself. If you even think of coming near us, you'll regret iti"

“Bitches. I'LL teach you a lesson today! Guys, get them!" The man's voice carried a mixture of anger and humiliation.

The group of men surrounding him moved to encircle Rosalynn and Valeria.

Hutton snapped out of his haze, realizing the danger. He positioned himself in front of Rosalynn, ready to protect her.