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.

moment of contemplation, Maggie remembered something and warned him,

silently for a moment, then offered a faint smile.

before continuing. “And Mr. Hudson, maybe

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to hide anything from Nathael, but she hesitated to reveal her imminent fate if he were to find out about her impending

Nathael arrived at

strolled towards Maggie, his gaze unwavering as he

paused before confessing. Tve

gently grasping her ankle in his palm.

Maggie didn’t recoil, keeping the

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

to Nathael’s bared nape, a

eyes.

tall and carried Maggie in his embrace.

the two figures as they departed before trailing behind silently.

room, a slight worry tugging at her.

piano mainly relied on hand gestures, some compositions

an issue. It should heal

she lifted her gaze to

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

let out a soft chuckle, sensing a hint

moment, Timmothy descended the stairs and spoke in a hushed tone, “Mr. Hudson, could

me to introduce you. This is my boyfriend, Nathael Harris,

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

a smile. “It’s been a while, cousin.”

was momentarily

Cousin?

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gently clarified, “Maggie, I forgot

momentarily speechless, her mind drawing a blank.

surname is Harrist

Timmothy Harris!

and deranged member of the

just know his name as Timmothy, but it turned out his surname is Harris!

biggest enemy of

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