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Chapter 17 I Heard I’m Not Good?

Nathael paused for a moment and gazed at the woman in his arms.

She had already fallen asleep. Her long eyelashes were slightly drooping and well–defined. Perhaps due to the wine she had consumed, her lips were rosy and translucent, giving her an innocent and harmless

appearance.

Nathael didn’t know who those words were intended for, but he was certain they were not meant for him.

Suppressing his thoughts, he changed her into loose clothing and gently placed her in bed.

The room was dimly lit, emitting a faint warmth.

Nathael sat by the bed, listening to her steady breathing, his eyes growing darker.

Just then, Maggie’s phone rang again.

Initially, Nathael wanted to hang up, but his finger involuntarily paused when he saw the caller ID “Joseph” on the screen.

The phone continued to ring. Nathael frowned as he answered it.

“Hello, Maggie? Why aren’t you responding to my messages? Are you sure the data you copied from Nathael is accurate?”

Joseph’s gentle voice came through the receiver, but his words were particularly harsh.

Nathael tugged at his thin lips, his eyes turning dark and cold.

The Camerons were truly skilled at manipulation. Despite being a prestigious family, they had to rely on a woman to get things done.

“Maggie? Are you listening? I don’t mean anything else. The Adams family is always against us, and our situation is not favorable at the moment. We need to be cautious.”

Not receiving any response, Joseph explained once again.

“Maggie…”

Nathael had no interest in listening any further. He coldly interrupted, “She’s asleep.”

The unfamiliar male voice caused Joseph to pause for a few seconds. He never expected the person on the other end of the phone to be a man..

He subconsciously glanced at the time. It was eleven o’clock at night.

“Who are you? Why are you with Maggie? What have you done to her?” Joseph’s voice was somewhat lagitated.

Nathael hung up the phone before

annoyed him. Nathael simply turned off Maggie’s phone and tossed it aside.

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Joseph or Ericko, but not

beast breaking free from its cage, wild and unstoppable. Nathael’s long eyelashes

gaze swept over her rosy lips. He bent down, restraining himself, and lightly

“Goodnight, Maggie.”

slept well, but she

the unfamiliar room and

the high–quality silver–grey bedding, the excessively cold decoration style… it was clearly not

and remained stunned for a while. What

to have faded after she drank that wine. But she remembered that this was

the

her oversized pajamas, Maggie swallowed and felt

sleep together?

Or not?

driving her

didn’t see Nathael, so she

phone and ignored Joseph’s messages. Then,

the hell did you go? You didn’t answer

voice came through the receiver, roaring. After Maggie dialed her last night, her phone had been off when Mia tried to call back.

phone further away. She walked to the window, pulled open the white curtain, and let the sunlight instantly fill

Nathael’s

but

removed the eye mask from her forehead, sat up in bed wearing a

paused for a

you

17 I Heard I’m Not

Then what?”

more like I slept with

your face is, how pitiful you look after being intimate. Tell me, how many times were you forced to call him

choked and nearly

solemnly declare that you have lost your little

control, and he was submissive. You trained him to meow like a cat. The mighty Mr. Harris cried and begged

say anything.

she feeling so inexplicably

she felt extremely ashamed after Mia’s words.

performance?” Mia’s eyes twinkled

good.” Maggie raised her