âYour⦠Your logic is flawed!â
Rosalynnâs smile widened.
âYouâre just being judgmental and conceited!â ea)
âYou what?â she challenged.
Cornered, Kysonâs face reddened.
âA gentleman doesnât engage in disputes with ladies.
â
Rosalynnâs laughter rang out.
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âI wouldnât stoop to arguing with a child anyway.
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âYou!â
Lyndon, unable to suppress his amusement, chimed in, âCome on, Kyson.
Have you forgotten why you came to the hospital? Just go visit your friend.
â
He mused silently about Kysonâs treatment of his so-called sister.
Such regret he would harbor in years to come.
âLyndon, Iâm heading out then,â said Kyson.
âDonât mention this to your parents.
I donât want them worrying,â
Lyndon advised.
âUnderstood,â Kyson acknowledged, casting a final look at Rosalynn before departing.
As the door shut, Lyndon noticed Rosalynnâs gaze lingering where Kyson had been.
âRosa, donât be troubled by him.
He isnât a bad person.
â
Regaining her composure, Rosalynn offered a smile.
âIâm aware.
His devotion to Selina is admirable.
I canât help but feel a twinge of jealousy for her.
â
She pondered how life might have been with the Moreno family, suspecting she and Kyson would have been quite close.
The topic of Selina brought a discernible chill to Lyndonâs demeanor.
The thought of Beal sacrificing anotherâs future for his daughterâs affluence was repugnant to him.