"Brian, it's rare for Selina to visit us. Shouldn't you make time for her?"

“I'm swamped," Brian shot back, slipping from Deanna's hold and settling down at the table.

Acknowledging his indifferent expression, Selina offered a placating smile.

"Deanna, don't stress over your brother's workload. I'm not a stranger here. Your company is more than enough.”

Despite the dissatisfaction flickering across Deanna's face, she cozied up to Selina, whispering, “Don't worry. I'm on your side. I'll make sure my brother comes back to you."