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, “Please, keep my poisoning a secret from

offered a faint smile. “So, this stays between us?”

before continuing. “And

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want to hide anything from Nathael, but she hesitated to reveal her imminent

after, Nathael arrived

creaked open, and Nathael strolled towards Maggie, his gaze unwavering as he softly. inquired. ‘Are you okay?”

before confessing. Tve

grasping

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

subtle hint of chill as he gently examined her

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

eyes.

pause, Nathael stood tall and

two figures as they departed before trailing behind silently.

the ground floor living room, a

some compositions required the use of

issue. It should heal in about a week,” Naihael reassured softly.

and she lifted her gaze to meet his. “What

responded gravely. His expression was betraying genuine concern despite

soft chuckle, sensing a hint of coldness in his

spoke in a hushed tone, “Mr.

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

Nathael interjected in a low

lightly and forced a smile. “It’s been a while, cousin.”

was momentarily

Cousin?

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at her and gently clarified, “Maggie, I forgot to mention, my surname is Harris.”

her mind drawing a blank.

surname is

Timmothy Harris!

deranged member of

Timmothy, but

biggest enemy of

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