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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.

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

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

continuing. “And

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

arrived at

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

confessing. Tve sprained

gently grasping her ankle

time, Maggie didn’t recoil, keeping

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

bared nape, a

eyes.

a brief pause, Nathael stood tall and carried Maggie in his

in the rain, watching the two figures

a short while. Maggie found herself settled in the ground floor living room, a slight worry tugging at her. “Will this have any impact on the upcoming competition?”

gestures, some compositions

be an issue. It should heal in about a

and she lifted her gaze to meet his.

in the rain, Nathael responded gravely. His expression was

let out a soft chuckle, sensing a hint of coldness

in a hushed tone, “Mr. Hudson, could you. please prepare a glass of hot water for Maggie?”

“Allow me to introduce you. This is my boyfriend,

Nathael interjected in a low tone. His eyes locked on Timmothy, his

a smile. “It’s

momentarily taken aback.

Cousin?

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and gently clarified, “Maggie, I forgot to

her mind drawing

surname is Harrist

Timmothy Harris!

deranged member

but

Nathael’s biggest

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