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Chapter 101 The Lack of Integrity

Jimmy’s smile diminished slightly by hearing that name, and his attractive almond eyes became calm and profound.

“Bye.” Nathal gathered his clothing, showered, and made plans to seck her out.

Thirty minutes later, Maggie, deep in sleep, was jolted awake by the sound of her ringing phone. Lifting her heavy lids, she glanced at the caller ID, saw Nathael’s name, and paused in surprise for a moment.

It’s 10:30; why would he be calling at such an hour?

Regaining her senses after a brief pause, Maggie slipped into a coat and moved to the hallway to pick up the call. “Hello.

A mix of nervousness and anticipation stirred within her.

“Your location?“came his voice, low and inviting, yet forthright and determined.

After a moment of silence, Maggie responded in a whisper, “Dormitory”

“Be downstairs in twenty minutes, Nathael instructed, his gaze dropping to conceal the shadows within his eyes. After that, he ended the call abruptly, leaving no room for objection.

Maggie stood, phone in hand, feeling somewhat bewildered.

Is he drunk?

With her head feeling light, Maggie peered out the window. Outside, a heavy rain lashed down, filling the night with its clamor.

Unbeknownst to her, the rain had started while she slept.

A fierce pain gnawed at her stomach; the combination of pizza and cold fruit wine had been delightful at the time but now left Maggie grappling with discomfort.

Maggie’s brow furrowed, and she turned to clamber back into her dorm bed, busying herself with her phone while lying down.

The time was already half past ten, edging closer to eleven.

The dormitory’s doors were locked at ten, and the dormitory supervisor was notoriously strict. Attempting to leave now would surely earn her a reprimand.

With the rain pouring outside, her desire to leave was even less.

The thought of meeting Nathael stirred within her an unexplained reluctance.

Not for any specific reason other than the memory of that day she had urged him to try the curry, which inevitably reminded her of a past life incident where her actions led to him losing an arm.

the feeling that she

the exchange she had with

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Such a nuisance!

the

and before Maggie could settle her thoughts, a

involuntarily pursed into a

decisively sent back a two–word

Nathael’s response was a cold, amused

she implying with that?

simply overlook me in favour of someone new, like

Maggie’s phone buzzed once more. Answering in silence, she listened as the voice at the other end issued an ultimatum, “You have three minutes to show up or face

remained still on her bed, querying slowly, “What

“I’ve heard about your startups, the venture capital, and the jewelry firms.”

revelation had Maggie sitting bolt upright, “Nathael, you lack integrity! As a self–reliant, solitary, and vulnerable woman who has painstakingly established her own business, I’ve put immense effort into my work. I won’t stand for it if you even think about

in

well aware of the Camerons‘ scrutinizing eyes, making her business journey

Nathael’s

her cornered immediately, branding him as utterly reprehensible in

chance to retaliate, Nathael coldly counted down, “One minute and

a heavy sigh and clenched teeth, Maggie ended the call, donned her

unpredictability was a dangerous wildcard.

her response, underlying it was a profound trauma from her past

drenched in blood and rushed

down, Maggie could never admit that this fear haunted her

the fact that she had been his downfall.

her heart was filled with hesitation and

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might once

asked Ms. Kosner, the dormitory supervisor, despite the supervisor being deep into her TV drama. “My stomach’s upset, and I need to get some medicine. Could you

“Oh, Maggie, what’s wrong with your stomach? Do you want me to get someone to

it’s nothing serious. I ate too much earlier,” Maggie

door open

It was true.

interacting with Ms. Kosner. Her commendable grades, pleasing appearance, and charm had naturally endeared her to many, including

okay, Ms. Kosner. I might return late, so I’ll

not wanting to impose and uncertain when she would return.

Ms. Kosner