The atmosphere seemed to be in a deadlock for a moment.

Rosalie looked at the little boys who stood still for a long time and felt embarrassed.

She thought that Byron had already returned to the hotel with Estie.

Even if Lucian went to find someone for help, it should just be a stranger.

She never expected that he would bring Byron.

She wanted to be brave, but the little boys did not give her this chance and left her hanging.

For a while, no one moved.

Rosalie gritted her teeth secretly with one hand on the ground as she tried to stand up by himself.

Seemingly aware of her intentions, Byron cast a gaze on her that was mixed with a touch of displeasure.

Rosalie struggled to move.

The next second, the man moved.

Rosalie watched the man walk to her feet, lean over, and grab her ankle.

She instinctively wanted to hide, but it was too late. The man held her ankle and lifted her injured foot. Rosalie could even feel the tip of his finger brushing past her wound.

Rosalie instinct