Roselyn's loud outburst silenced the room.
By the time she realized it, everyone's gaze had already fallen on her.
Enrique and Vanessa were included.
In the eyes of the crowd, Roselyn was a sharp-tongued, mean, and uncultured woman.
The hunched gardener quietly picked up the scattered roses, apologizing repeatedly.
Roselyn, noticing the stares, quickly switched to a remorseful tone."I'm so sorry! I was in a rush. Are you okay, sir?"
Vanessa watched from a short distance away.
Although Roselyn tried to make up for it, it was too late. Her act felt forced.
At this moment, Roselyn also noticed Vanessa beside Enrique.
"How is she here?"
Enrique frowned.
Vanessa looked at Enrique's expression as if he had no idea that Roselyn would show up.
Was Roselyn coming over by her
