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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.

of contemplation, Maggie remembered something and warned him, “Please, keep my poisoning a secret from

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

a moment before continuing. “And Mr. Hudson, maybe

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hesitated to reveal her

long after, Nathael arrived at the

open, and Nathael strolled towards Maggie, his

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grasping her ankle in his

keeping the umbrella

subtle hint of chill as he gently examined her

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

eyes.

pause, Nathael stood tall

in the rain, watching the two figures

living room, a slight

piano mainly relied on hand gestures, some compositions required the

issue. It should heal

and she lifted

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

soft chuckle, sensing a hint of coldness

hushed tone, “Mr. Hudson, could you. please prepare a glass of hot water

“Allow me to introduce you.

acquainted,” Nathael interjected in a low

coughed lightly and forced a smile. “It’s been

momentarily

Cousin?

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“Maggie, I forgot

momentarily speechless, her mind

surname is Harrist

Timmothy Harris!

grim and deranged member of the Harrises!

Timmothy, but it turned out his surname is

Nathael’s biggest enemy of

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