Chapter 2555: Chapter 2560

Just as Hugh was about to respond, Sanford returned from his phone call.

Eager for any news, Rosalynn quickly inquired, “What did the police say?”

“The police mentioned they would make some arrangements, suggesting we stay in touch by phone,” Sanford relayed.

Rosalynn nodded, her excitement barely contained.

She was eager to find and rescue Brian.

“Hugh, have you arranged things with Arthur?” Sanford inquired, taking a sip of water.

“Yes, he agreed to meet tomorrow,” Hugh responded, pausing to glance at Rosalynn.

“But let me caution you both.

Anyone who knows Arthur is aware of his two main vices: alcohol and beautiful women.

Mrs.

Hughes is quite striking, and I’m concerned about his intentions when he meets her.

”

Upon hearing this, Sanford frowned deeply.

“Rosalynn, it might be best if you don’t attend.

I’ll handle the meeting myself.

”

Before Rosalynn could respond, Hugh interjected, “Actually, Arthur already knows Mrs.

Hughes is in Boblyae, and her presence is partly why he agreed to meet.

If she doesn’t go, he might not be inclined to help us with Leon.

”

Upon hearing this, Sanford’s frown deepened.

“How did he find out Rosalynn is here?”

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Hugh explained awkwardly, “I mentioned it to him.

”

Sanford glared at Hugh, saying half-jokingly, “Hugh, my hand’s itching a bit.

How about we have a fight?”

Hugh looked somewhat apologetic.

“You can’t blame me.

Arthur is very cautious.

Without revealing that, he might not have agreed to the meeting.

”

Rosalynn then spoke up, determined.

“It’s fine.

I’ll go tomorrow and handle whatever comes.

”

Sanford looked at her, his expression torn.

“Rosalynn, if he tries anything…”

“I won’t let him get the chance,” Rosalynn stated firmly, her face bearing a cunning smile.

That night, Sanford was left pondering what Rosalynn had implied.

The next day, his question was answered.

When he knocked on Rosalynn’s door and saw the woman who answered-dressed in black-framed glasses and with a severe case of acne on her face—he stepped back in surprise, then checked the room number again.

Yes, this was Rosalynn’s room.

“Sanford, don’t be alarmed.

It’s really me,” Rosalynn reassured him.

She adjusted her glasses.

Hearing her familiar voice, Sanford did a double-take, unable to conceal his astonishment.

“Rosalynn, how did you manage this transformation? If you hadn’t spoken, I would never have recognized you.

”

Typically, Rosalynn’s natural beauty made her a standout in any crowd.