Lyndonâs brow furrowed.
âScarlet? My second uncleâs daughter?â
Tilda nodded.
âYes.
It seems your uncle is hoping to unite the Fernandez and Robles families through a marriage between Scarlet and Sanford.
â
Lyndon squinted.
âIs that right?â
âApparently, Tilda confirmed, then thought of Maggie.
âWell, it might not work.
Sanford has feelings for someone, but Janiya seems quite fond of Scarlet.
I wonder if Sanford can convince his mother to let him marry whoever he wants.
â
Lyndon was familiar with Sanfordâs love story.
After a momentâs silence, he spoke.
âI believe true love can overcome anything.
â
Meanwhile, Rosalynn and the others were at the Owmale Hotel, enjoying a meal and lively conversation about Barlow.
âTurns out it wasnât such a big secret after all,â Sanford remarked, playing with Maggieâs hand.
Maggie shot him a quick glare.
It was her turn to get back at him.
âSo you expect complete honesty from me, yet you keep things from me? How dare you!â
Sanford chuckled, pulling her closer by the waist.
âMaggie, letâs discuss this in private later.
No need to embarrass me in front of everyone, alright?â
His fingers brushed against her leg.
Maggie blushed, unable to counter his charm.
She glared at him nonetheless, a silent warning.
Across from them, Karina watched the playful exchange and couldnât resist teasing, âPlay nice, Sanford.
Donât worry, Maggie! With all of us on your side, you can pry any secret out of him Maggie reacted swiftly, pulling away from Sanfordâs touch and putting some distance between their seats.
âExactly, Sanford, what else are you hiding?â
Sanford, feigning innocence, pleaded, âMaggie, trust me.
The Barlow situation is the only thing Iâm keeping secret.
â
âReally?â Maggie feigned skepticism.
âOkay, okay, you got me, Sanford conceded with a laugh.
âThere is one more thing.
â
Maggieâs smile faltered.
Did he have another secret?
She pressed, âWhat is it?â
Sanford grinned mischievously.
âAre you sure you want to hear it in front of everyone?â
A playful glint flickered in his eyes.
Maggie, catching on, quickly replied, âNo, thanks.
â
She knew his expressions all too well.
This couldnât be good.
She didnât want to be teased by Rosalynn and the others.
âYou sure, Maggie? I was just about to confessâ¦â Sanford started, then cleared his throat theatrically.
âWell, we had run out of something last night, so today Iâ¦â