Rosalynn studied her friend and asked tentatively, “Maggie, have you fallen for him?"

Sanford was known to be a playboy, but his dashing good Looks had a way of ensnaring women's hearts.

It wouldn't be surprising if Maggie had succumbed to his charms.

“How could that be possible? I don't even deserve to be with him!"

Maggie denied it quickly.

“Honestly, I feel like I was the one who took advantage of him last night."

She knew that if she hadn't been drugged, she'd never have had the chance to be with someone like Sanford, a man of such high status.

In a twisted way, she hadn't really lost anything.

“Do you truly believe that?" Rosalynn inquired, a hint of skepticism in her voice.

"Yes," Maggie affirmed, nodding.

Rosalynn tenderly smoothed Maggie's hair.

“Alright, I'm off to work. You should rest at home today. I‘11 call in sick for you."

In the modern world, men and women were considered equals.

Just because Sanford had been intimate with Maggie, it didn't mean he was obligated to take responsibility.

As long as Maggie could accept that, Rosalynn had no objections.

Rising from the sofa, Rosalynn handed Maggie her phone.

“Oh, and by the way, Brian took care of the situation from last night.

Those three who set you up will be locked up for a few days. It's up to you whether or not to forgive them."

Although Maggie had escaped physical harm, the actions of Yana and the others were beyond unforgivable.

Yana was now suspected of kidnapping and abetting the crime.

“Thank you," Maggie murmured as she thought of the previous night's events. She clenched her fists, her eyes brimming with a mix of anger and sorrow.

Her emotions churned with anger at Yana's deviousness, and she was sad from her family's indifference.