Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Chapter 115 To Mr Harris

Nathael’s expression visibly darkened as he stared intently at Maggie. With a cold smirk on his face, he taunted. “Ms. Adam’s tactics seem to be increasing by the day.”

The apology that was on the tip of Maggie’s tongue was swallowed back, choked up by that remark.

This man started to address her as ‘Ms. Adam‘ again.

But even though it’s the same title, it doesn’t sound the same.

Maggie curved her eyes, her smile more sardonic than sincere. “My tactics have always been varied; Mr. Harris is hardly new to this.”

Stung by the comeback, Nathael pursed his lips as he glared at her with inscrutable eyes.

Maggie wasn’t intimidated. She said softly, “Mr. Harris, aren’t you going to change your clothes? Or, would you like me to help?”

She watched him with a half–smile on her face. There was a hint of annoyance; unlike her usual indifference, she was on alert and ready to strike.

The flight attendant quickly came over to assist Nathael with his clothing.

Nathael thanked her, then stood up with a somber expression.

A few minutes later, Maggie saw him return in a different outfit, having swapped his suit for a white shirt and black trousers, a more casual look that seemed more relaxed.

Maggie smacked her lips. She still had the sunglasses on, as if she hadn’t noticed his return.

A fair and slender hand passed a paper bag to her.

Maggie paused briefly. Her gaze followed the hand to Nathael’s face.

What is this?

Is this a gift?

“Ms. Adam seems not to be planning to take responsibility, Nathael said in a deep voice as he placed the paper bag on the table in front of Maggie.

Maggie smiled and looked at Nathael. She asked, “What do you want me to take responsibility for?”

Nathael scoffed coldly. “Use your brain.”

After he spoke, he picked up the book he had been reading before and continued to flip through it.

Maggie bit her lip. She cast a glance inside the paper bag to find his recently changed clothes neatly folded and kept inside.

She placed the bag at her feet, which was

1/4

Sat, 18

To Mr Harris

idea that a man like Nathael

making things difficult

and meal, Maggie was bored and unable to watch a movie because of the discomfort Nathael’s presence caused her.

a while, she took out her drawing book and started to sketch her designs. Then, she continued for over two hours until her neck and shoulders ached.

she couldn’t help but

The pages in his hands were noticeably thinner than when they boarded the plane.

she sketched a rough

line had some drawing talent. Despite not being serious, the sketch quickly took on the appearance of a man, capturing Nathael’s essence, if not his

didn’t seem particularly similar, but the most important thing was the resemblance. With just a few strokes, it managed to make others immediately associate the person on the paper

adding a few more strokes, since Maggie had nothing better to do,

filled the paper with scribbles.

Nathael heard the sound of paper tearing. Maggie’s expression remained calm as she tore a page from her sketchbook

but glance over and

apology, and showed rare

his gaze, not expecting

raised an eyebrow. A mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes. She folded the paper several

times.

on his book, but he absent–mindedly watched her actions.

envelope, presumably sensing his gaze. She then stuffed the previously drawn piece of paper inside. A few words appeared

To Mr. Harris

of the word “Harris” from the corner of

It’s for me?

still has a bit of

2/4

Sat, 18

115 To Mr Harris

slowly placed the letter aside. She turned on the TV again and began to pick another

the person who can’t focus on their

waited for a dozen minutes, but there was no sign from Maggie that she intended to

letter.

his book, order a cup of coffee, and make some

watched the movie with great concentration, her eyes glued

He was a little annoyed.

Maggie was still watching the movie. Nathael had finished the

coffee.

it for me?