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Chapter 116 All Is Well

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Maggie gathered her luggage as the plane landed smoothly before disembarking. She handed the letter. she was holding to Nathael with a smile and said, “Mr. Harris, this is for you.”

Nathael’s expression was cool. His gaze fell on the envelope she had touch it.

itten hours before, but he didn’t

Maggie wasn’t anxious. Since he didn’t accept it, she placed the envelope on the storage table opposite him, then proceeded to get off the plane.

Nathael’s eyes lingered on her back, and he slowly said, “Ms. Adam.

Maggie paused. She glanced back, looked at him, and asked, “What sup?”

“Remember to return my clothes,” Nathael said slowly, his dark eyes locking onto hers.

Maggie experienced a brief moment of shock. Then she remembered the paper bag she carried by her feet. “Oh, that’s right! I have indeed forgotten.”

She picked up the clothes and then left.

Nathael didn’t rush to get off the plane. He leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes. After a while, he reopened them, took the envelope Maggie had left on the storage table, and opened it.

Inside the envelope, he saw a portrait of himself. Along with the drawing, there were many crookedly written words. At a glance, they all read…

“Nathael’s a pig!”

Nathael’s eyes fixed on the words on the paper. The veins on his forehead bulged. His temples throbbed painfully as he squeezed a few words from his teeth. “Maggie Adam!”

Haha, no wonder she waited until disembarking to give it to me.

It turns out she was afraid I would skin her alive!

Maggie made a quick exit, probably having thoroughly scolded Nathael and being in a good mood

because of it.

After completing her hotel check–in process, Maggie contacted the person in charge to coordinate the program. After clarifying her study course and location for the next few days, she returned to her room to

rest..

Not long after, a call came in and the hotel staff said, “Sorry, miss, the clothing you sent over has been stained with wine for too long and cannot be cleaned. The fabric is delicate; we dare not attempt to clean it too many times.”

Maggie rubbed her temples. What a hassle.

“Just send them back to me then,” she replied.

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fashion design, she could

Alex. After all, she

being answered. Maggie said warmly, “Mr. Solace, how much does Mr. Harris’s suit cost? I’ll just transfer the money

front of him,and replied, “Ms. Adam, his clothes are all custom–made. Also, Mr. Harris

was unsure what

course, I know Nathael isn’t short of money, but isn’t he clearly suggesting I compensate

decided to bite the bullet. She said, “Even custom–made has a price, right? The wine stains can’t be washed off. Why

you ask him yourself?” Alex said it with a smile. He didn’t want

two’s affairs.

all, the last time was already a mess, and he ended up needing to rummage through

so bold, why

doesn’t have the nerve to go to him

point,”

was still reasonable. Before he could fully exhale, he

had no

up again at the man in front of the office desk, trying to figure

This is exhausting.

truly exhausting.

if she could just transfer the money and be done with the hassle of returning

replied carnestly, “I apologise, Ms. Adam, but this suit holds a different significance for Mr. Harris. I’m afraid we cannot accept your proposal.”

Maggie was puzzled.

being conned for

felt more certain about his thoughts and immediately said, “Putting aside the price, this suit was a gift from a very important elder to

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Maggie was speechless.

a bit far–fetched, didn’t it?

it was gifted by

Nathael wear it on a usual outing? Shouldn’t something that important be

to solve this?” Maggie’s

fell silent for a while. His mind racing, he said with a frown, “How about this, Ms. Adam? You

and have the store deliver it to you, Maggie said, somewhat

she thought wrongly. Nathael wasn’t

what he lacks is the sentiment behind it. Moreover, he’s quite picky, and what you choose may not meet his

her eyes, knowing the matter wasn’t going to be that

to make him a suit with my own hands?” she

couldn’t help but smile and say, “That would be even better; Mr. Harris would

internally. Screw

it appear that I have nothing to do?