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“Maggie!”

Rosalynn’s eyes widened in disbelief as Kaliyah ushered in an unexpected visitor, none other than Maggie, a figure from the distant past, whom she hadn’t laid eyes upon in ages.

What a delightful surprise it was.

Tears glistened in Maggie’s eyes as she enveloped Rosalynn in a tight embrace.

“Oh, Rosalynn, I’ve missed you dearly,” she whispered, her voice choked with emotion.

Rosalynn, enveloped in a familiar embrace, felt a pang of emotion, her own eyes moistening.

With a playful glint in her eye, Rosalynn gently chided, “You missed me and never bothered to reach out, eh?”

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Maggie straightened, her expression a mix of remorse and regret.

“I’m sorry, it was my mistake.

”

Rosalynn brushed off the apology, handing her a tissue as she surveyed her old friend.

Now, Maggie appeared in a professional ensemble, clad in a pristine white blouse complemented by a sleek black skirt.

Her hair was elegantly swept back into a high ponytail, accentuating a visage that exuded a newfound refinement.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

While her physical appearance remained largely unaltered, there was a noticeable shift in her aura.

The once faint traces of insecurity and timidity had dissipated, replaced by the confident bearing of a seasoned professional.

“Ms.

Fuller, before arriving here, Angie spoke highly of your close bond and revealed that you’re still her idol.

So, should I have the honor of designing your wedding gown, or shall Angie take the reins?”

Kaliyah interjected with a smile.

Rosalynn glanced at Maggie, deducing that “Angie” was the name she had adopted abroad.

Was she now Kaliyah’s assistant?

“Rosalynn, would you mind if I took on the task of designing your wedding gown?” Maggie asked tentatively, her voice tinged with anticipation.

Rosalynn arched an eyebrow, intrigued.

“So, you’re a bridal gown designer now, right?”

“Yes, I’ve been training under Kaliyah,” Maggie confirmed, her smile tinged with shyness.

“Exactly.

A few months back, when Angie and I first met, we hit it off right away.

She graciously extended a favor to me, and upon uncovering her innate flair for bridal gown design, I felt compelled to take her under my wing,” Kaliyah elucidated, shedding light on her bond with Maggie.

To assuage any doubts Rosalynn may have regarding Maggie’s skills, Kaliyah reassured her, “Rest assured, just last month, one of her designs stole the spotlight at an international bridal show, earning her the coveted title of best designer.

Today, she boasts a clientele spanning across the globe, from A-list celebrities to everyday dreamers.

”

As Rosalynn absorbed the news, she cast another glance at Maggie, whose modest smile triggered a moment of introspection.

She recalled Maggie’s parting words, relayed through Karl, about embarking on a journey of learning, self-improvement, and eventual return.

Truly, Maggie had carved her niche in the world of bridal design, hadn’t she?