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Chapter 230

Chapter 230 The Ninth Young Master of the Harrises.

Perched in a lofty spot, with light streaming in from the doorway, Maggie glanced down and spotted man holding an umbrella amidst the rain veil.

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He stood in the darkness, his attire seemingly infused with his presence, radiating an air of chilliness and a trace of hostility.

Nathael folded his umbrella, inclining his head slightly to meet Maggie’s eyes.

Suddenly, Maggie realised that Timmothy’s hand was still clasping her arm.

Maggie was taken aback.

What an unexpected turn of events!

What an unfortunate stroke of luck!

Nathael briefly fixed his gaze on Maggie before turning to the man standing next to her.

From a specific viewpoint, the umbrella partially hid Timmothy’s face as he lowered his gaze to meet Nathael’s, a faint grin appearing on his lips, hinting at defiance and insanity amidst the dark night’s backdrop.

After a brief pause, Timmothy shifted his focus and looked at Maggie’s ankle. “Are you injured, Maggie?”

Looking down, Maggie experienced a sudden twinge in her right ankle, as if a needle had pricked her when pressure was applied.

Extending the umbrella to Maggie, Timmothy bent down to check her condition.

Instinctively. Maggie flinched and retreated a few steps.

Timmothy’s extended hand found nothing to make contact with, but he remained unfazed, squatting as he glanced up at Maggie. “Looks like you’ve twisted it. It appears quite swollen.”

Underneath the rain curtain, as she passed him the umbrella and he squatted down, raindrops trickled onto his flawless face.

His eyes sparkled with clarity, his clothes and hair soaked.

Feeling a twinge of remorse, Maggie sheltered him under the umbrella and whispered gently, “I’ll manage to make it home. My boyfriend is coming to fetch me.”

Timmothy stood up, looking down at Maggie as he asked, “Do you genuinely love him?”

“Yes, I do,” Maggie admitted wholeheartedly.

and warned

a moment, then offered a faint smile. “So, this stays between

“And Mr. Hudson, maybe a few

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hesitated to reveal her imminent fate if he were to find out about her impending demise.

after, Nathael arrived at the scene.

terrace door creaked open, and Nathael strolled towards Maggie, his gaze unwavering as he softly.

confessing. Tve sprained my ankle.”

squatted down, gently grasping her ankle in his

Maggie didn’t recoil, keeping the umbrella above his

he gently examined her ankle,

remained close, his attention drawn to Nathael’s bared nape, a distinct and playful gleam in his

eyes.

stood tall and carried Maggie in his embrace.

stayed in the rain, watching the two figures as they departed before

while. Maggie found herself settled in the ground floor living room, a slight worry tugging at her. “Will this

piano mainly relied on hand gestures, some compositions required the use of pedals, causing

goes down, it shouldn’t be an issue. It should heal in about a week,” Naihael reassured

eased, and she lifted her gaze to meet

concerned you didn’t have an umbrella in the rain, Nathael responded gravely. His expression was betraying genuine concern

a hint of

tone, “Mr. Hudson, could

“Allow me to introduce

a low tone. His eyes

and forced a smile.

was momentarily taken

Cousin?

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clarified, “Maggie, I forgot to mention, my

was momentarily speechless, her mind drawing

is Harrist

Timmothy Harris!

grim and deranged member of the Harrises!

name as Timmothy, but it turned

Nathael’s biggest enemy of the

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