She could no longer afford to stick to her simplistic style.

“Rosalynn, these heels are a menace. Who even came up with the idea?

Why don’t men wear them?” Maggie grumbled.

“Couldn’t agree more.” Rosalynn chuckled in response.

A familiar male voice floated towards them.

“Maggie?”

paused and turned. Recognizing Lloyd’s gaze

dropped the case against him, and he was off

still

that really

scanning her from head to

far from the naive

of her attire, the rustic charm that was deeply ingrained

was a vision of

the air of

he would have

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