“Return my money first. We can discuss anything else afterwards.”

A flicker of unease crossed Lloyd's face.

"I-"

“Maggie, it seems you've been waylaid by a shameless man."

A languid male voice, unmistakably Sanford's, caressed Maggie's ears.

Without even turning, she knew it was him.

Her face softened, and she spun around, greeting him with a warm smile.

“Sanford.”

Sanford, Brian, and two others approached leisurely.

Brian's gaze found Rosalynn, and he made a beeline for her.

“What brings you out here?" Rosalynn's voice was as soft as a whisper.

“Didn't you mention a run-in with a rogue? I feared the worst, so I thought I'd check on you," Brian answered.

Rosalynn remained silent, her lips curving into a smile.

Sanford approached Maggie, gently smoothing her hair.

“Everything okay?"

"Yes." Maggie's smile was gentle, almost serene.

Lloyd, witnessing this exchange, was taken aback.

"Maggie, what are you doing?"

This was Sanford, a famous playboy.

He had embarrassed Lloyd at the cafe.

Had Maggie taken up with him?

“Isn't it obvious? She's my girlfriend now casually around Maggie's shoulders, his tone icy.