Suppressing his urge to immediately explain himself to Rosalynn, Brian followed Edwin out of the studio.

Rosalynn appeared unperturbed by the day's events, continuing to work as though nothing had occurred.

Yet, beneath her composure, she had reached a sobering realization. She couldn't afford to harbor too many expectations from a man.

After her work shift ended, Rosalynn packed her belongings and cast a glance at Maggie.

“Maggie, do you need any help moving?"

“No, thanks, Rosalynn. I have someone assisting me," Maggie answered with a smile.

Surprised, Rosalynn asked, “Who's helping you high school classmate offered to assist me," Maggie explained.

"A male classmate?" Rosalynn queried, wondering if Maggie had moved on so quickly.

“Maggie, don't overthink it. I'm not planning on falling for anyone anytime soon."

Maggie chuckled, collected her bag, and exited the room.

In just a few days, Maggie had transformed into a calm and mature individual.

Her face lacked the vibrancy it once had.

Rosalynn pursed her red lips and wondered what had happened between Maggie and Sanford.

At this time, her phone rang.

She took a look and was taken aback.

Why did Barlow call her all of a sudden?

“Hello?”

“Rosalynn, I'm waiting downstairs."

Barlow? Downstairs?

"What's the matter?" she inquired, furrowing her brow.

“My villa has been under renovation for quite some time. Isn't it time for you to inspect it?" Barlow responded, his voice tinged with amusement .

Collecting herself, Rosalynn responded, "Alright, I'll be down shortly."