Just then, there was a frantic knock at the door.
Opening it, I was greeted by Linda's tirade.
"Shame on you! How could you interfere with Brian's relationship with Rosie? You're not worthy of him, and now she's avoiding him!
"Are you happy now?"
...
Linda stormed in, shouting and breaking things, quickly drawing the attention of my colleagues, who called the police.
When asked to call someone, I hesitated before contacting Aaron.
Aaron Green—my brother and the CEO of Titan Corp.
He arrived at the police station within half an hour, sorted everything out, and was ready to take me away when we bumped into Brian, looking disheveled in a T-shirt, boxers, and slippers—his casual home-wear.
Aaron adjusted his glasses, gave me a knowing look, and quipped, "Olivia, your taste could use some work."
He then led me to his Maybach.
As we drove off, I saw Linda still ranting and Brian just standing there, dumbfounded.
"Hold on, Aaron, you know Brian?" I asked, puzzled.
Aaron just shook his head, laughing softly. "Think that kid could have become a marketing director on his own?"
