Without Rosalynn, Selina had become the apple of the eye of the Moreno heir, had she not?
âItâs highly probable that the car accident was orchestrated by Bealâs doing.
He feared the resurgence of Rosaâs true identity, her reclaiming her rightful place.
He dreaded the revelation of his past misdeeds.
â
Lyndonâs expression was frosty as he inquired of Brian, âMr.
Hughes, how do you intend to handle this? Being Selinaâs father, will you protect him if heâs implicated?â
Brian met Lyndonâs intense gaze, his arm protectively encircling Rosalynnâs shoulders.
âRosalynn is my beloved wife.
Any who dare harm her shall not be forgiven by me.
â
His voice was laden with gravity, his eyes glinting with a frigid gleam.
Lyndon regarded him briefly before arching his brows.
âIâve been told youâve upset Rosa.
Tell me, how do you plan to atone?â
Brian found himself at a loss for words.
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Why did this man incessantly fan the flames?
âThe quarrel is ours alone.
Concern yourself not.
Weâll address it privately, just the two of us.
â
Lyndon turned to Rosalynn, advising, âRosa, you mustnât show leniency to anyone who hurt you, regardless of their identity!â
Brian was left speechless once more.
Still, Lyndon was bent on driving a wedge between them!
Since Lyndon had once saved Rosalynn, Brian held his peace.
âHeâs correct.
Honey, should I ever anger you, your judgment shall be mine to accept.
â
How had he given in so quickly?
She recalled the incident when Brylee hurled sulfuric acid at her and Brianâs face had darkened with rage after Barlow had come to her rescue.
Heâd even issued a stark warning, threatening to keep her away from Barlow or else heâd ensure Barlow stayed in the hospital indefinitely.
But nowâ¦
Rosalynn stifled her rising thoughts and shifted the conversation.
âLyndon, you havenât had a meal yet.
Iâll go get us some food.
â
Lyndon glanced at her, then at Brian.
âShould you be the one heading out on errands?â