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    Rosanna froze, her face attempting to maintainposure, but the subtle tremble in her eyes betrayed her.


    Just then, Pattie arrived, nked by a group of imposing bodyguards.


    “Make way!” The bodyguards,rge and formidable, cleared a path through the reporters, escorting Maia and Rnd away.


    The reporters, left without any interview subjects, turned their attention back to Rosanna. She was trapped, surrounded with no escape.


    A barrage of sharp questions came at her from all directions.


    “Miss Morgan, did you have any involvement in orchestrating the car ident?”


    “Miss Morgan, how do you feel about your fans losing the case?”


    “Miss Morgan, you imed earlier that they didn’t know this, so they must be innocent. But now the court has ruled them guilty—do you think the verdict is fair?”


    Rosanna’s hands shot up to shield her face as she scrambled to escape.


    “I don’t know! I know nothing… Move, let me through!”


    She fled in panic, her dignity shattered, humiliated beyond measure. Her frantic flight from the scene became an unforgettable spectacle.


    The reporters were quick to capture it, and Rosanna’s distressed and humiliated expression was immortalized by high-definition cameras.


    When the news broke, the video spread like wildfire, shared tens of thousands of times within hours.


    Rosanna’s panicked face shot to the top of trending topics! Her name was on everyone’s lips again — but for all the wrong reasons.


    The inte exploded with mockingments, insults, and demands for Rosanna to turn herself in and cover the medical bills for the injuredwyer.


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    This time, however, Rosanna’s fanbase remained eerily silent. Normally, they’d be the first to rise to her defense, crafting excuses even for her most outrageous actions. But this time, the silence was deafening.


    Perhaps, just perhaps, they had grown disillusioned.


    Meanwhile, a sleek luxury car glided smoothly along the highway.


    Inside the car, an uneasy silence lingered.


    Pattie sat in the front seat, unusually quiet, though her eyes flickered between Rnd and Maia in the backseat, betraying the whirlwind of questions spinning in her mind. Her curiosity was evident on her face, impossible to miss. Rnd had undeniably captured her attention, especially with his poised and decisive demeanor in court. The way he handled himself sparked admiration in her.


    She had dated her fair share of boyfriends, yet none had exuded the same aura that Rnd did. Her heart, usually difficult to stir, now beat with an unfamiliar rhythm.


    In contrast, Maia kept her head bowed low, her fingers swiftly tapping out a message to Elvira. “Why did your brother show up?” Elvira’s reply was brief and clueless. “Hmm? I have no idea!” Maia stared at the screen, speechless. Could she be any more oblivious?


    Seeing that she wouldn’t get an answer from Elvira, Maia tucked her phone away and tilted her head slightly to nce at the man beside her. His face was carved with tension. Drawing a steadying breath, she asked, “Why did youe today?”


    Rnd kept his gaze fixed on the road ahead, answering coolly, “I happened to have a case here.”


    As if sensing her disbelief, he added a momentter, “I had just gotten off the ne when I heard about yourwyer’s ident. So, I rushed over.”


    Maia arched an eyebrow in quiet skepticism. “Have a case here? What kind of major case in Wront would demand your personal attention?” Rnd, utterly unbothered, continued scrolling through his phone with a nonchnt air.


    “The case involves confidential matters,” he replied, his voice asposed as ever. “I’m afraid I can’t reveal any details.”


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