After all, beautiful women could be the most deceptive.

Wearing an unwavering expression, Rosalynn paid no further attention to them for the moment. Her focus was on finding Maggie.

Maggie huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

Filled with sympathy, Rosalynn located a blanket and gently wrapped it around Maggie's trembling form.

“It's okay, Maggie.”

Maggie quivered, slowly lifting her gaze. It seemed that she only now recognized Rosalynn, her eyes welling up with tears.

“Rosalynn..."

“Don't worry. I'm here."

Rosalynn enveloped Maggie in a comforting embrace, her voice gentle and soothing.

At Hughes Group

Brian set aside the pile of documents and massaged his temples.

Glancing at the time, he realized it was nearly ten o'clock.

A smile formed on his lips as he thought about Rosalynn, who was annoyed by him but had to force a smile.

Had she finished her dinner?

Would he get to hold her in his arms tonight?

Brian reached for his phone and dialed Rosalynn's number.

After a few rings, she answered promptly.

This quick response caught Brian's attention, and he arched an eyebrow

“Have you finished dinner? Where are you now?"

Rosalynn pondered for a moment before replying, “I'm on my way to the police station.”

Brian was taken aback, instinctively rising from his seat.

"What? Police station? What happened?"