“Breakfast's ready, Rosalynn," Lyndon announced, placing the breakfast on the table.

Rosalynn thanked him and asked, "Who's at the door?"

"A lady," Lyndon replied.

A lady? Rosalynn raised an eyebrow, eyeing Valeria, who seemed lost in thought.

“It must be Taliyah Finch, I bet! How dare she show up here?"

Valeria fumed, trying to get up from bed.

“Easy there. Stay put. I'll handle it," Rosalynn assured her.

Valeria took a deep breath, containing her anger. “Let her in, Rosalynn. I want to know what she wants."

"Alright," Rosalynn agreed, heading outside to find a young woman sobbing beside Hutton.

She seemed to be in her twenties with a pretty face and delicate features.

Why was she meddling in someone else's marriage? Rosalynn wondered, her gaze turning icy. “Hutton, who is she?"

Hutton squirmed, looking guilty.

“Rosalyn, meet Taliyah, my coworker."

Taliyah glanced at Rosalynn, recognition dawning.

“You must be Rosalynn Fuller. Hutton's always talking about you."

Rosalynn's expression remained impassive.

"Let's not get cozy. Hutton, bring her in."

Hutton hesitated before following Rosalynn inside, shooting a warning glance at Taliyah.

Taliyah shrugged off the tension and followed them inside.

Valeria, on the hospital bed, clenched her fists, struggling to control her emotions as she watched Taliyah enter.