“Edwin, handle this,“ Brian commanded in a hushed tone, striding away with Rosalynn still cradled in his arms.

Acknowledging the order, Edwin hauled the man aside.

Hutton rushed to catch up with Brian as he saw him leaving with Rosalynn, but was stopped by Valeria's firm grip on his arm.

“Stop. You can't just take Rosalynn!"

Valeria urged Hutton, her tone stern.

"This isn't your concern. Let's get a drink instead."

“She's okay. They need some space. Hutton, love is a messy business. Brian just took Rosalynn, and she didn't protest."

Valeria cut him off mid-sentence.

"She's probably too drunk to resist," Hutton argued, his brows furrowed in worry as he attempted to break free from Valeria's hold.

“Hutton, your sister might have been drinking, but she still managed to fend off the attacker earlier. She's more sober than you think.”

Valeria hurriedly blocked his path again. ut Brian is dangerous. He..

“Seriously, Hutton, you're exhausting. Didn't you see that Brian intervened to protect Rosalynn? It was a genuine act of bravery."

Valeria voiced her annoyance.

Hutton paused, mulling over her words. They did have a ring of truth.

“Okay, don't worry. Let‘s continue our fun Grabbing Hutton's collar, Valeria pulled him back to the crowd.

Meanwhile, Brian assisted Rosalynn into the passenger seat of his car.

Fixing her lovely eyes on Brian, Rosalynn asked, “Are you Brian?"

Brian, in the midst of securing her seat belt, glanced at her.

"Yes."

“Brian, I'm upset with you! You're a jerk. I don't want to go with you."

Rosalynn's vision was blurry as she fumbled with the seat belt.

Regardless of the slight caused by her words, Brian maintained his composure.