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Chapter 125

Chapter 125 You’ll Help Me, Right?

Maggie paused, feeling doubtful.

Judging by Nathael’s character, he wouldn’t use Alex’s phone even when he can’t reach me.

Deciding against answering, she rejected the call.

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Moments later, Alex’s number lit up her screen once more. Maggie frowned and sought out a quiet spot to

answer.

“Hello!”

“Ms. Adam.”

Upon hearing Alex’s voice, Maggie breathed a sigh of relief.

I knew it wasn’t Nathael.

“What’s up?” Maggie asked.

“Mr. Harris would like to meet you at Suite 1666,” Alex stated politely yet distantly over the phone.

Maggie was stunned speechless.

Suite

Nathael knows I’m here?

She glanced around, lamenting her bad luck for running into him again.

But as she looked up, she spotted a crowd surrounding a man on the nearby stairs, emitting at commanding presence.

Nathael stood tall, exuding an aura of authority. His face was composed and cool, his intense gaze fixed on her.

Their eyes met amidst the dazzling lights and bustling crowd.

Maggie slowly lowered her phone, standing still as she observed him silently.

that moment, the loud music and energetic atmosphere seemed distant.

recognized the suit he wore; it was the one they had picked out together. Despite the initial sting of spending so much,

hers, silently gazing at

beige dress. Her complexion was fair, and her hair was neatly styled to reveal her graceful neck and

she appeared aloof, her sharp features emitted a captivating allure,

You’ll Help

gaze, she asked Alex, “What does he want

Nathael’s expression, and seeing no indication from him to speak,

lightly. “Really? Is he feeling generous

silent, unable to offer a

cautioned, “It’s best not to upset

in Alex’s words. After all,

there in

receiving confirmation, Alex breathed a sigh of relief

Nathael withdrew his gaze and made his way

side and exchanged a few words with him.

her gaze towards the stairs and then looked away. The man upstairs, isn’t

upstairs by name, he

those who knew him better felt

“I think it was Mr.

answer confirmed his guess. He debated whether to

to attend to, so I’ll excuse myself,

bade farewell to Shawn, ultimately leaving the

stood

bodyguard.

Alex and a tall,

slightly, she approached Alex and whispered, “Mr. Solace, what does Nathael want?*

have no idea. You know Mr. Harris–he’s always elusive,

about her, she was the apple of Nathael’s

regarded

speechless by her

and white shirt seated on the sofa. The warm lightinftened his chamn frames addines hint

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course, this was before she

across from him, half–smiling as

gaze chilly and

a drink, making herself

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