Janiyaâs face darkened further.
âMillie, you are full of ideas.
Tell me, do you have any brilliant plan to make Maggie leave Sanford willingly?â
Millie smiled cunningly and leaned in to whisper in Janiyaâs ear,
âWell, maybe we canâ¦â
Meanwhile, at S.
W.
Studio, Maggie was eagerly looking forward to the end of the workday.
âRosalynn, itâs time to get off work.
Iâll cook dinner tonight.
Come upstairs and have dinner.
â
Hearing this, Rosalynn smiled and replied, âMaggie, I still have a draft to finish.
You can head home.
I wonât be a third wheel.
â
Maggie looked at her with concern.
âRosalynnâ¦â
âCome on, donât give me that sympathetic look.
Iâm not made of glass.
âs BunnyBookery
You should go on home.
Donât distract me when Iâm drawing.
â
Touched by Maggieâs concern, Rosalynn shooed her away with a smile.
Maggie sighed.
âAlright, Iâll head out.
Just donât go home too late.
â
âSure thing.
â
Rosalynn waved her goodbye and returned to her computer to resume drawing.
Since she would be alone at home anyway, it made sense to work overtime at the office.
As the evening progressed, the clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and her colleagues left for the day one by one.
The office grew quiet.
Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps caught Rosalynnâs attention.
She looked up to see Keegan making his way towards her desk, a bag in his hand.
âHey, Keegan,â Rosalynn greeted him with a smile.
Keegan approached her and asked, âWhy are you still here at this hour?â
âI have a design draft that I want to finish.
â