“That's enough, Hutton.” Rosalynn swiftly interrupted him, anticipating he was about to mention her marriage to Brian, potentially sparking a dispute.

After biting back his words, Hutton shot an irritated look at Brian.

Amused, Rosalynn responded, “I can't make it today. Perhaps another time."

Indeed, it wasn't the best day to visit Hutton's place.

Maggie, who was currently staying at Rosalynn's home, wasn't fond of crowded spaces.

“Alright, we can dine together another time," conceded Hutton, his gaze softening as he looked at Rosalynn.

“But, I must say, I'm looking forward to your cooking again. Rosalynn, would you mind cooking for me?"

The sting of Brian's words still lingered.

“Of course not," said Rosalynn, offering a reassuring smile.

Pleased, Hutton shot a triumphant glance at Brian, whose eyes narrowed in obvious displeasure.

Eager to prevent another public argument, Rosalynn quickly redirected the attention. Noticing that Sanford was still present, his gaze filled with apparent jealousy towards Karl, she hurriedly said, “Sanford, I thought you mentioned having matters to attend to. Why are you still here?"

At her remark, all eyes turned to Sanford.

Clearing his throat awkwardly, Sanford cast a final glance at Karl.

“I'LL take my leave now.”

His gaze bore an undeniable hostility. Karl, being a man of the world himself, didn't miss this.

Though he had never personally encountered Sanford before, his remarkable demeanor and the name Sanford was sufficient for him to know who he was.

“Maggie, is he the one who hurt you?"

He remembered Sanford as the playboy who had once broke Maggie's heart.

He had even hacked Sanford's official website in retaliation.

“He certainly looks the part," Karl remarked pointedly.

Maggie instinctively defended Sanford.

“He's not as bad as you think.”