Chapter 21

"Who the hell are you? Why are you sticking your nose in my and Rosie's business?" Lucas wanted to go after Rosalie, but Josiah stood in his way. He glared at him. Josiah merely patted his shoulder casually, looking unfazed. "I'm currently pursuing Rosie. You should pack up and head home—she's mine now." That was not the answer Lucas had expected. He straightened up and seriously appraised Josiah. It was undeniable that he looked good, whether in terms of his appearance or style. He also had a good figure, and his muscles were vaguely visible under his clothes. He wasn't a wimp. "Rosalie won't fall for you," Lucas said confidently. As he said that, he thought about how he was the only one Rosalie would like. "Oh? Why would she choose an old coot like you when someone as handsome as me is waiting for her?" Josiah countered. Lucas' eyes widened incredulously. "Old coot?" He couldn't deny that he was much older than Josiah—he was ten years Rosalie's senior, after all. However, he th