Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Chapter 121 Good Time

Maggie’s inner characters engaged in a furious battle, but it ended quickly–in just a few seconds–and the little one warning her against foolishness had already lost.

Moments later, as the elevator slowly halted, Maggie pressed the button to close the door and returned to the previous floor.

Nathael cast a glance at her and appraised her silently.

Maggie, without saying a word, silently calculated whether she had enough money with her.

The elevator doors opened with a ding. Maggie grasped Nathael’s hand and walked out of the elevator.

Nathael looked down at the hand she’s holding and couldn’t help but focus on her again, curious about her intentions.

With every step‘ Maggie took, she felt as though her heart was bleeding.

Yet, paradoxically, her legs seem bewitched, not heeding her commands.

Driven by a clear goal, Maggie soon leads Nathael into a store.

“Please find this suit in his size and let him try it on.”

Maggie went straight to the point.

Nathael raises an eyebrow, surprised that she had brought him back to try on clothes.

“Sir, the fitting room is this way.”

Nathael gave Maggie a look, then turned and entered the fitting room.

Maggie exhaled softly, acknowledging her debt to him. Otherwise, why would her body do something against her mind?

Despite this, she had to admit that she was looking forward to it.

Minutes later, Nathael emerged from the fitting room in the suit, causing the other salespeople and customers to stare at him in awe.

Alex couldn’t help but take a few more glances, acknowledging Maggie’s consistent good fashion taste Maggie gazed at the man before her and was momentarily lost in a daze.

The black suit doesn’t look dull but reflects deep blue hues under different lights. The gold embroidery at the collar and cuffs was luxurious yet delicate, and the vintage gold buttons added an air of ancient nobility.

His features were cold and resolute, with clear contours; on his pale complexion, a pair of deep–set eyes were long and enigmatic, he had a staright nose and thin lips.

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Maggie felt that just one look at him struck a chord in her heart.

Indeed, it was exactly as she thought.

“How is it?” Nathnel spoke up, his gaze firmly fixed on Maggie’s face

Maggie came back to her senses. She couldn’t help but smile at hirm and softly said. “It looks very good on you”

to a salesperson and asked about the

suit is a summer collection that was just in, personally designed

didn’t know what

this love at first sight? Is this suit priced according to the balance

Magic paid right

only a thousand or so left at this point.

in a good mood. He asked lightly, “What’s the matter? Have you changed

what you’re saying: have you no conscience Millions gone just

of his mouth, letting out a light laugh. His eyes carry a faint

a corner, looking down

a half–smile and said, “If you wish to call me your

100. 100.

Nathael was speechless.

closer to him, and her lips were millimeters

softness and warmth. “I’m quite happy today and considered that a gift from your

deepened in Nathael’s eyes. Maggie can clearly feel the grip on her wrist

with a hint of coyness, “Oh! Nathael! You’re hurting

his brain had snapped. He pulled her aside. grabbed her

this time, Maggie

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felt that just one look at him struck a chord

it was exactly as she

his gaze firmly fixed on Maggie’s face.

came back to her senses. She couldn’t help but smile at him and softly said, “It

you.

waiting for Nathacl to speak, Maggie talked to a salesperson and asked about

was just in, personally designed by Mr. Nate Winston at the price of

know what

first sight? Is this suit priced according to the balance on her card?

paid

a thousand or so left

a good mood. He asked lightly, “What’s the matter?

at his comment, but she ended up laughing at it. “Listen to what you’re saying; have you no conscience? Millions gone just like

his mouth, letting out a light laugh. His eyes

wrist, pulling her to a corner, looking down at her with cold eyes and murmuring, “Sugar mummy?”

with a half–smile and said, “If you wish to call me your grandmother, that’s fine

too.”

Nathael was speechless.

Instead, she moved closer to him, and her lips were millimeters apart

nostrils. Despite the distance, he could distinctly feel her softness and

a gift from your sugar mummy,” Maggie.whispered

clearly feel the grip on her wrist tighten.

of coyness, “Oh! Nathael! You’re hurting me.”

He felt as if a string in his brain had snapped. He pulled her aside,

Maggie was prepared.

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have fun.”