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?”

Recognizing Lloyd’s gaze on her, her

dropped the case against him, and he was off

he still

that

visibly taken aback, scanning her from head

the naive

her attire, the rustic charm that was deeply ingrained in her

was a

bore the air of a

he would have failed to identify

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