Maggie's heart fluttered at these unexpected words. Why would Rosalynn say something like that? Was this her way of standing up for her?

A warmth blossomed in her chest.

Janiya's gaze shifted to Maggie, her expression a tapestry of complex emotions. The prejudices she had harbored against Maggie began to fade.

The Moreno family's name was one that carried weight. Now that Maggie had a good rapport with them, she would rise above her humble origins, stepping into a world of power and privilege.

The realization dawned on Janiya—Maggie was now a worthy match for her son.

Her previous judgments began to dissolve like morning mist. "Well, I must admit," she conceded, her voice carrying a newfound respect, "Maggie is a nice and kind girl."

Rosalynn interjected, her calculating gaze sweeping from Janiya to Carolyn and Monica. "I will go after anyone who dares to target Maggie."

Her tone remained measured, yet carried steel beneath its silk. "Miss Deleon, don't be so hasty to depart. Maggie awaits your apology, and I strongly suggest you offer it now."

Carolyn bristled at the directive. "We've done nothing wrong -what grounds do I have for apologizing?"

"You've done nothing wrong? Come on, you should apologize for your derogatory remarks about her." Rosalynn's eyes glittered with barely veiled mockery.

Emotions played across Carolyn's features like shadows. "And if I refuse to apologize?"

Rosalynn met her challenge with glacial composure. "This is Skrix—my family's domain. I trust you grasp the implications."

Her smile remained gentle, but her eyes harbored an unmistakable threat.

Carolyn and Monica exchanged glances, their fury palpable yet impotent.

Though Carolyn's pride rebelled against apologizing, reality pressed in around her.

This was Skrix, where the Moreno family's influence ran deep. And Rosalynn was also Brian's wife, a business tycoon.

Given her status and family backing, who would dare to challenge her authority?

Monica regretted coming along. If she hadn't followed Carolyn's insistence on having Maggie design the wedding dress, she could have avoided this mortifying situation.

"Carolyn, swallow your pride and apologize so we can leave. This is beyond humiliating," Monica hissed, her words sharp with frustration.

Carolyn's perfectly made-up face flushed crimson with a cocktail of rage and embarrassment.

Finally, buckling under Rosalynn's unwavering pressure, she forced out a grudging apology to Maggie, shooting her a venomous glare before storming out, Monica in tow.

And with that, the dramatic scene drew to a close.

Maggie turned to Rosalynn, her smile brimming with gratitude. "Rosalynn, thank you."

"You're my friend." Rosalynn chided playfully. "Let's drop the formalities between us, shall we?"