Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Chapter 175 Be Cautious in Trusting Others.

As Ronald was transported to the ambulance, reporters swarmed the entrance to the Camerons‘ estate, their cameras flashing relentlessly.

Despite the efforts of the Cameron family’s drivers and security personnel, they struggled to hold back the

press.

Without the timely assistance of the estate’s property management team, the family might have found themselves trapped within their own home that day.

Maggie mustered her energy and continued to wait outside the hospital for a long while.

It was not until she was assured that Ronald was not in any grave danger, merely suffering from a bout of acute stress, that she finally went home to rest.

Maggie slept until the afternoon, and although she had not had enough sleep; she was awakened by a phone call.

“Maggie, there’s a client who specifically requested your expertise for a meeting”

Maggie, groggily waking from her slumber, brushed her unkempt hair aside and inquired hoarsely, “Which project is it?”

“The project concerns a villa, and the client has specifically asked for you to oversee it.”

Detecting her hesitance, the person on the other end of the line spoke more gently.

Regaining her composure, Maggie responded, “Fine, I’ll arrive in thirty minutes.”

She was taken aback that, amidst the recent turmoil with the Camerons, there were still individuals approaching her for design work.

While handling a villa’s renovation and design was not a large–scale project in her view, her affiliation with. the Camerons‘ business meant she felt oblir d to accept when specifically requested.

Maggie made quick work of getting ready and drove to Milware Design.

The design firm, a branch of the Cameron enterprise, might not have been large, but it had carved out a niche for itself with upscale designs, undertaking projects valued in the millions.

Despite the Camerons initial hesitation to assign her a leading role, Maggie’s collection of domestic and international accolades and her impeccable reputation eventually secured her the position of head. designer.

Enjoying relative freedom, the company also leveraged this aspect as a selling point to attract clients.

had changed into a beige suit

influenced by the events of the previous day, the entire floor was almost exclusively occupied by Milware’s employees, with hardly any clients in sight. The few who were present seemed to have been affected too, evidently there to cancel

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situation, concluding that the impact on the Camerons was even more significant than anticipated. Of course, she considered this a favorable development,

attention. Maggie made her way to

a receptionist was accompanying a young man, browsing through Milware’s design portfolio while providing explanations

entered, the receptionist promptly stood up, greeting her with, “Maggie, you’re

the client beside the receptionist. She momentarily paused upon recognizing him–a

It’s him.

name

quickly came back to

her

Maggie replied, returning

between Maggie and Timmothy, the receptionist noted, “No wonder he was so adamant about meeting with you,” before

him intertwined with the conversation they had shared and the friend he had

posed a composed question, “Mr. Yonathan, is there a

in a casual white shirt that highlighted his lean build, seemed a touch pale, possibly indicating he was not in peak health. His skin bore the faint sickliness of someone who had not seen much sun, yet his eyes sparkled with an intensity akin to the sun itself, radiating

u can call me Timmothy or Tim. I made a special trip to meet with you today.”

this with

asking.

by

you lost something?” he then inquired with genuine concern, his gaze soft and non–threatening. somehow stirring a protective feeling in her.

have lost?” Maggie whispered, her mind racing to remember.

placed a red bracelet on the coffee table before

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Nathael, had been a source of distress after its loss,

surprise evident. “Thank you! Where did you

last time, I realized a piece of the model was missing, so I returned to look for it Surprisingly, I found this red bracelet near the missing fragment. It’s yours, isn’t it?” Timmothy explained, a note of uncertainty in his

a lump form in her throat, Maggie nodded. “Yes,

lean

once thought permanently lost, especially an item of sentimental

Timmothy’s smile widened. “I’m glad it’s