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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.

Maggie remembered something and warned him,

silently for a moment, then offered a faint smile. “So,

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

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to reveal her imminent fate if he were to find

after, Nathael arrived at

strolled towards Maggie, his gaze unwavering as he softly.

confessing. Tve sprained my ankle.”

Nathael squatted down, gently grasping her ankle

keeping the umbrella above his head.

cool, with a subtle hint of chill as he gently examined her ankle, causing Maggie to reflexively pull

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

eyes.

brief pause, Nathael stood tall and carried Maggie in his embrace.

two figures as they departed before trailing

the ground floor living room, a slight worry tugging at her. “Will this have any impact on the

mainly relied on hand gestures, some compositions required the use

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

eased, and she lifted her gaze to meet

concerned you didn’t have an umbrella in the rain, Nathael responded gravely. His

sensing a hint of coldness in his

a hushed tone, “Mr. Hudson, could you.

and said warmly, “Allow me to introduce you. This

need for introductions, we’re acquainted,” Nathael interjected in a low tone. His eyes locked on

coughed lightly and forced a smile. “It’s

was momentarily

Cousin?

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I forgot to mention, my surname is Harris.”

her mind drawing a

is Harrist

Timmothy Harris!

deranged member of the Harrises!

know his name as Timmothy, but it turned out his surname

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