After all, as soon as he arrived at Atera Restaurant, he and Sanford caught a glimpse of the commotion in the private room. Then, he offered to take the girls home.

Reminded of how big of a help Brian was tonight, Rosalynn couldn't help but smile faintly.

“If you don't mind, would you like to come in and have something to drink first?”

Brian scoffed and answered, "That's right. If you don't know how to thank me through words, you should at least do something for me."

The smile on Rosalynn's face was wiped off the next second. She forgot how arrogant this man could be.

But because she owed him for all his help, Rosalynn restrained herself and didn't argue with him.

After helping Maggie to the bed, Rosalynn finally took off her stained blouse, changed into her pajamas, and walked out of the bedroom.

At the same time, Brian stood in the center of the big living room and looked around while waiting for Rosalynn.

Rosalynn poured Brian a glass of water. Pursing her lips, she said, "Please have a seat."

She didn't want to have any contact with him, but never did she expect that she would take him back to her residence.

Brian then took a sip from the glass and sat on the sofa.

The room was spacious and bright. There were fresh flowers placed on the tea table, and the circulating air was fragrant.

The overall layout was stylish, and it would be very relaxing to come home to such a place after work.

It just showed that she was knowledgeable when it came to architectural and interior designs.

"Please have some of the biscuits | made. You can eat while you're on your way back.”

With due courtesy, Rosalynn took out a box of biscuits and handed them to Brian.

Again, she was straightforwardly implying that he could leave with the biscuits after drinking the water.

Brian couldn't take it anymore. Glancing at her, he asked, "What is it? Do you dislike being with me that much?"

He was right. She was going to divorce him. Why would she want to spend time with him?

Of course, Rosalynn couldn't tell him that.

“No. It's just that you are my superior. You know how fast rumors can spread, especially in workplaces. I'm afraid that if | get too close to you, it will just cause trouble for the both of us."

Staring at her for a couple of seconds, Brian sneered and shook his head lightly. "Should | call you considerate?”

“| just want to make money without unnecessary troubles.”

Her answer was simple and reasonable.

Looking at her beautiful face, Brian felt a little uneasy.