From the moment Maggie Driscoll stepped into the Rovers Return Inn, the whole Weatherfield held its breath.

She did not come in to chill, but to take control.

The leather bag was placed on the table, her eyes glanced at the staff – and in just a few seconds, everyone understood: a new era had begun.

Maggie had the demeanor of someone experienced, sharp, and extremely dangerous.

She came with the reason of “helping her son Ben and daughter-in-law Eva manage the restaurant”, but everyone knew – that was just an excuse. After a few days, Maggie started giving orders: changing the menu, arranging shifts, even changing the way… pouring beer. Eva looked a little shocked, but still tried to smile because “mother-in-law is mother-in-law”.

George Shuttleworth – the former boss, who used to be “a tyrant” at the restaurant – immediately sensed something was wrong. He warned: “She doesn’t come to drink.” But it was too late. Maggie had infiltrated every corner of the Rovers, turning everything into “Driscoll Land”.

The scary thing about Maggie was not her power, but her calmness. She didn’t need to shout, didn’t need to threaten, she just needed to smile – and everyone would automatically listen. The Rovers, which used to be a close-knit, cheerful place, had become an underground battlefield. A single woman – enough to make the whole street go crazy.