Kyson threw a disapproving look at Rosalynn before escorting Selina away from the stage.
His glance was full of censure.
Was he blaming her for Selinaâs embarrassment?
That little rascal!
Rosalynn bit back a retort.
In a secluded part of the banquet hall, Kyson held Selinaâs arm, expressing his concern, âAre you sure youâre feeling alright?â
Selina massaged her temples and managed a strained smile.
âIâm okay, just a bit lightheaded.
â
âTake a seat, then.
â
Kyson assisted Selina to a chair and remained silent for a while, saying, âMy sister was too harsh earlier.
â
Selina blinked and smiled.
âKyson, donât be upset with your sister.
Considering what my father did, itâs understandable she reacted that way.
â
Her modesty led Kyson to believe she was exceptionally kind, and it stirred some discontentment toward Rosalynn in him.
âWhat would you like to eat? Iâll fetch it for you.
â Kyson offered.
âNo need, thank you.
I need to use the restroom.
â
Selina felt a bit queasy from the commotion and excused herself.
Selina rose from her seat and headed to the restroom.
Observing her retreating figure, Kyson showed a gloomy face.
He then turned around and saw Lyndon, who walked towards Kyson holding a glass of wine.
âLyndon.
â
Lyndon looked at Kyson and wondered, âWhatâs got you all fired up?â
Kyson complained after glancing at Rosalynn, who was being held by Brian and talking with guests nearby, âLyndon, wasnât my sister a bit excessive just now? Why did she have to provoke Selina?â
Lyndon was aware that Kyson had an issue with Rosalynn.
He mentioned, âDid you catch Rosalynn getting on Selinaâs nerves?â