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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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she was not into fashion design, she could tell that the fabric

all, she was

while before being answered. Maggie said warmly, “Mr. Solace, how

had a cold expression in front of him,and replied, “Ms. Adam, his clothes are all custom–made. Also, Mr.

what to

short of money, but isn’t he clearly suggesting

The wine stains can’t be washed off.

said it with a smile. He didn’t want to get involved in the

two’s affairs.

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

left Maggie speechless. If I’m so bold,

doesn’t have the nerve to go to him now; that would be

you have a point,” Maggie agreed with a nod.

compared to Nathael, Maggie was still reasonable. Before he could fully exhale, he heard Maggie continue, “But

no words.

the office desk,

This is exhausting.

is truly exhausting.

still want me to compensate?” Maggie asked absent–mindedly, hoping it would indeed be better if she could just transfer the money and be done with the hassle of

carnestly, “I apologise, Ms. Adam, but this suit holds a different significance for Mr. Harris. I’m afraid

Maggie was puzzled.

conned for

said, “Putting aside the price, this suit was a gift

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Maggie was speechless.

seemed a bit far–fetched, didn’t

it was

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

you plan to solve this?” Maggie’s

His mind racing, he said with a frown, “How about this, Ms. Adam? You can buy a new suit for Mr.

Maggie said, somewhat relieved, thinking that it didn’t seem

wrongly. Nathael wasn’t

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

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

what? Do I have to make him a suit with my own hands?” she asked.

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

internally. Screw you!

I have