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.

Maggie let outa sigh. She placed the bag at her feet, which was

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115 To Mr

a man like Nathael would

he was making things

and unable to watch a movie because of the discomfort Nathael’s

blankly at the darkness outside the window for 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

pen, she couldn’t help but glance at the man

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

sketched a

being serious, the sketch quickly took on the appearance of a man, capturing Nathael’s

didn’t seem particularly similar, but the most important thing was the resemblance. With just a few strokes,

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

the paper

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

glance over and meet Maggie’s concerned gaze.

softened her gaze, showed a hint of apology, and showed rare tenderness.

swallowed, diverting his gaze, not expecting any good

A mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes.

times.

on his book, but he absent–mindedly watched

stuffed the previously drawn piece of

To Mr. Harris

the corner of his

It’s for me?

that this woman still

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To Mr

aside. She turned on the TV again and began

person who can’t focus on their task now

but there was no sign from

letter.

but close his book, order a

the

He was a little

still watching the movie.

coffee.

for me?