"My cousin is Aldrich Hughes. You should know what needs to be done."

Hughes Group reigned supreme in Wragos. Even the police dared not take them lightly.

Moreover, Rosalyn had inflicted significant harm upon Carson's underlings, prompting the officers to declare her temporary detainment necessary.

“Sir, I'd like to make a phone call,” Rosalynn stated icily.

Her phone had been confiscated, and she needed to inform Keegan of her predicament.

"No calls for you! Rosalynn, you're just a designer. You had the audacity to defy me, and I'll ensure you end up behind bars!" Carson closed in on Rosalynn, his eyes brimming with mockery.

With pursed lips, Rosalynn resigned herself to the officers’ custody.

Back at S.W. Studio

Upon returning from a dinner party, Keegan found no trace of Rosalynn.

"Maggie, has Rosalynn not returned yet?"

"No. She went toa client's house for an on-site measurement. It probably isn't finished yet,"

Maggie replied hastily.

Keegan checked the time and shot a glance at Asher and the others.

Before he could speak, Asher beat him to it.

“Sir, you came at the right time. | have something to report.”

“What is it?" Keegan inquired coldly.

“Rosalynn secured a substantial order this morning, but it violates our rules,” Asher revealed.

"How so?"

"She snatched it from me!"

"Really?" Keegan responded indifferently.

"Yes." Asher nodded.

"As merely an assistant designer, Rosalynn may be talented, but she's also self-centered and arrogant. She disregards the veteran employees. This isn't a positive development.”