She had dropped the case against him, and he was off the hook.

But he still owed her.

“Maggie, is that really you?"

Lloyd was visibly taken aback, scanning her from head to toe.

Maggie was far from the naive country girl he remembered.

Regardless of her attire, the rustic charm that was deeply ingrained in her couldn't be completely shed.

But today, Maggie was a vision of purity and allure.

She bore the air of a socialite.

Had Rosalynn not addressed her, he would have failed to identify her entirely.

Observing Lloyd, a slight frown creased Rosalynn's brow.

Just then, her phone chimed.

It was Brian.

Casting a glance at Lloyd, she accepted the call.

“What's up?"

“Where are you and Maggie?"

“We're at the entrance, but it seems we've attracted a rogue," Rosalynn quipped.

“A rogue? Are you two alright?”

The concern was palpable in Brian's voice.

“We're fine. It's a manageable situation.”

With that, Rosalynn ended the call.

Lloyd, brimming with excitement, clutched Maggie's hand.

“Maggie, I've made a terrible mistake. Yana led me astray. Once you left, she broke up with me. It's only now that I've come to realize her ulterior motives. My regret is consuming me. I could slap myself."