Chapter 227 First Meeting with Mr Hudson

Nathari halted his pen mid–stroke, raising his eyes to the woman captured in the portrait. The depths of her captivating gaze held a mix of curiosity and a subtle touch of mischief, her eyes exuding both depth.

and allure.

Upon locking eyes, Maggie was jolted back to the present moment, a faint flush creeping onto her cheeks.

Without giving her a chance to respond, Nathael chuckled and remarked, “I adore all the children you bring into this world, but a daughter, bearing your likeness, would undoubtedly capture my heart even more.”

Maggie shifted uncomfortably, remarking, “Don’t presume too much. I never said I intended to bear children for you.”

Nathael raised an eyebrow in a teasing manner and continued, “Then whom do you intend to bear children for? Joseph? Does he even deserve such a privilege?”

Maggie detected, perhaps for the initial time, the hostility emanating from him, as if daring to answer affirmatively would prompt him to throw her into the river to feed the fish without hesitation.

“Enough! I have no

her checks ablace,ire to engage in such discussions with you!” Maggie abruptly terminated the call,

cinbarrassment.

Unable to suppress her regret, she buried her face into the blanket and rolled away, wishing she could take back her words.

Moments later, her phone chimed with a new message notification.

Maggie clicked on the message and found it was from Nathael.

Crazy Old Fool Nathael: ‘Any plans for a little one? I’m here to assist.

Argh! How aggravating!

It was evident that Nathael was openly ridiculing me!

This is utterly humiliating!

I am a reserved girl….

while, Maggie nibbled on

message appeared on his screen mere seconds after he had assumed she wouldn’t

got it.

found himself struck speechless, his gaze fixed on the message, a profound yearning tugging at his

to the window, where he lit a

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rushed home eagerly, cager to resume work on the brooch she intended to present to Nathael.

small guest room adjoining a storage area. Upon uncovering a hidden door, she ingeniously converted it

anyone happened to visit, their natural assumption would be that it was merely a storage space, rendering it unlikely for them to stumble upon the covert workshop concealed behind its

there remained certain tasks that necessitated the use of professional tools back at the company.

her meal, Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set off to the address Timmothy had

arrived at

villa, and what set it

cramped, token–sized space. Rather, it was a generously large

Maggie wandered around the perimeter of the courtyard gate, contemplating that this space would be ideal

villa’s interior design, she contemplated that a fusion of modern and classic aesthetics might harmonise

she surmised that

moment, the firmly closed door swung

shirt, stepped out, wearing a smile as he warmly greeted

way toward him. “You’ve

I was wandering around the house when I caught sight of you upstairs, prompting me to hasten and welcome you,” Timmothy replied with a smile,

his pale complexion, a subtle fragility

truly distinguished him was his lively energy and youthful vigour, defying any notion of illness–induced decline or

weeds within appeared slightly dishevelled, indicating a lack of

Maggie envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming it into a garden landscape would

long. Timmothy Yonathan guided her indoors.

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was apparent that Timmothy had likely acquired the house from a previous owner. While the upstairs remained unfinished, the first floor bore simple decorations, hinting at prior occupancy. The decor lacked a distinct style

Ms. Adam,” an elderly man in his sixties addressed the tea, setting them gently upon

brought forth two

tea permeated the air, releasing comforting waves oth. Amidst the

distinct charm

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