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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.

something and warned him, “Please, keep my poisoning a secret from

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

moment before continuing. “And Mr.

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but she hesitated to reveal her

arrived at

towards Maggie, his gaze unwavering as he softly. inquired. ‘Are

before confessing. Tve sprained my

Nathael squatted down, gently grasping her ankle in

didn’t recoil, keeping the umbrella above his head.

he

his attention drawn to Nathael’s bared nape, a

eyes.

tall and carried Maggie in his

in the rain, watching the two figures as they departed

room, a slight worry tugging at her. “Will this have any impact on the upcoming competition?”

gestures, some compositions

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

and she lifted her gaze to meet his.

in the rain, Nathael responded gravely. His expression was betraying genuine

sensing a hint of

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

Maggie rose beside Nathael and said warmly, “Allow me to introduce you. This is my boyfriend, Nathael Harris, and this is…”

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

smile. “It’s been a

was momentarily taken aback.

Cousin?

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her and gently clarified, “Maggie, I

her mind

is

Timmothy Harris!

member of the Harrises!

but it

biggest enemy

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