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 him, “Please,

for a moment, then offered a faint

paused for a moment before continuing. “And

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

long after, Nathael arrived

creaked open, and Nathael strolled towards Maggie, his gaze unwavering as

confessing. Tve sprained my

squatted down, gently grasping her ankle in his

time, Maggie didn’t recoil, keeping the umbrella

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

his attention drawn to Nathael’s bared nape, a distinct and

eyes.

brief pause, Nathael stood tall and carried Maggie in

rain, watching the two figures as they departed before trailing

a slight worry tugging at her. “Will this have any impact

compositions required

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

her ears, Maggie’s tension eased, and she lifted

the rain, Nathael responded

chuckle, sensing a

and spoke in a hushed tone, “Mr. Hudson, could you. please prepare

rose beside Nathael and said warmly, “Allow me to introduce you. This is my

we’re acquainted,” Nathael interjected in a low tone. His eyes

smile. “It’s been a while,

was momentarily taken aback.

Cousin?

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glanced at her and gently clarified, “Maggie, I

her

surname is Harrist

Timmothy Harris!

and deranged member of

name as Timmothy, but it turned out his surname is

is actually Nathael’s biggest

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