Chapter 1488
As Selina watched the interaction between the two, she grew anxious again.
Just like that, Rosalynn and Gail were so much closer.
ALL because of dessert?
Was this the affinity with blood rtionships?
Uneasiness crept through her.
After two mouthfuls of mousse cake, Rosalynn felt a slight difort in her stomach.
“Excuse me for a moment. | need to go to the restroom.”
“Do you want me to go with you?” Lyndon asked, already standing up.
“No, it’s okay. I''ll go by myself.” Rosalynn politely declined.
Lyndon hesitated for a moment, then pointed out the direction of the restroom.
With a smile, Rosalynn stood up and walked towards it.
When she passed a corner, a few people came over to her.
The man leading the small group looked to be in his fifties. His hair was wellbed, and he was wearing a crisp suit.
His face darkened at the sight of Rosalynn.
“It''s you!”
Rosalynn barely paid him attention. She blinked her eyes at the gloomy-looking man. His gaze on her was murderous, as if he
was watching an enemy.
Nonplussed, she tried to recall who this man was.
The name that surfaced filled her with cold indifference. The man was Bard Morgan, Brylee’s father.
In the past, Brylee had been hostile to her because of Han.
Brylee had even poured acid on her. If it hadn’t been for Barlow, she didn’t know what would have happened to her.
In the end, Brylee’s face had gotten disfigured, and she was imprisoned for assault.
She simply got what wasing. Karma was quick to punish her.
Now, Bard had the audacity to look at Rosalynn as if she were the viin. Was he ming her for what had happened to
Brylee?
Not that she cared. She gave him the barest of nods, then kept walking.
Bard watched her movements with cold eyes.
Turning to his assistant, he said, “Is S.W. Studio taking part in the Skrix Museum project?”
“Yes, Mr. Morgan,” the assistant confirmed after flipping through some documents.
Hatred shed in Bard’s eyes.Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.
That bitch had caused his daughter so much harm. He really wanted to kill her right at this moment.
Meanwhile, Rosalynn brushed off the encounter, paying it little mind.
In the restroom, she stared at her own reflection.
The face that looked back at her held so much resemnce to Gail.
Could the two of them be rted?
Should she try and find out?
She washed her hands and then dried them, walking out when she was done.
As soon as she returned to her seat, she noticed that Gail''s face had suddenly changed.
“| feel so itchy,” she said. “Is there mango in this mousse?”
Stunned, Selina looked at Lyndon.
“Lyndon, you ordered this. You know that she is allergic to mangoes.”
He frowned. “I didn’t order mango mousse.”
“It''s not mango mousse? Then why is she having a reaction? There aren''t any mangoes in the other dishes either.” Selina said.