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Chapter 227

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….

Maggie nibbled on her lip and crafted a

appeared on his screen mere seconds after he had

I got it.

fixed on the message, a profound yearning tugging

a chuckle escaped him, prompting him to rise from his seat. He ambled over to the window, where he lit a cigarette, the smoke curling around him

Fri, 24

First Meeting

morning. Maggie rushed home eagerly, cager to resume work on the brooch

small guest room adjoining a storage

was merely a storage space, rendering it unlikely for them to stumble upon the covert workshop concealed behind

that necessitated the use

Maggie soothed her aching shoulders and set off to the address

forty, she arrived at the designated location.

it apart

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

courtyard gate, contemplating that this space would be ideal for

she contemplated that a fusion of modern and classic

she surmised that many individuals of his age might not lean towards the classic

closed door swung open from

stepped out, wearing

made her way toward him.

prompting me to hasten and

a subtle fragility lingered about him.

distinguished him was his lively energy and youthful vigour, defying any notion

The trees and weeds

the area provided an expansive view. Maggie envisioned its potential, imagining how transforming it into a garden landscape would enhance its

long. Timmothy Yonathan guided her

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Meeting with

unfinished, the first floor bore simple decorations, hinting at prior occupancy. The decor lacked a distinct style but exuded

in his sixties addressed the tea, setting them gently upon the weathered ten

brought forth two cups of

air, releasing comforting waves oth. Amidst the dilapidated

a distinct charm of its own.

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