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Chapter 231 The Desperation

“Afterwards, it appeared that the ninth young master of the Harrises had metaphorically attacked them. then observed the spectacle from a different room.”

Mia expressed herself with utmost gravity, yet Maggie found the situation utterly ludicrous.

“One can easily envision a scenario where within that cramped space, longing, survival, morality, and principles all become tangled together.

“Confronted by the overwhelming allure and cravings induced by drugs, should one yield to instinct or uphold moral standards?

“When confronted with the solitary dagger, is it wiser to use it against the other or retain it for personal defence?

Timmothy seemed to relish the scene, eagerly awaiting the responses of them.

“When every choice demands the collaboration of two individuals, confronting the triple dilemma of desire, morality, and survival, making a wrong decision could render it difficult to decide again.”

Maggie’s interest was aroused. She said, “Please, just inform me of the result without delay.”

“I couldn’t possibly predict the result,” Mia couldn’t resist remarking.

Maggie was speechless.

Observing her speechless, Mia grinned and added. “The circumstances back then were unpredictable, but there’s hearsay that the eighth young master passed away, and his mother has withdrawn from society, seldom making public appearances, supposedly devoting herself to pray alongside Old. Madam Harris.

Maggie couldn’t resist but let out a sigh. It appears the story didn’t conclude with a flawless resolution after all.

According to the saying, if a mother is willing to sacrifice herself for her child, then there must be a queue. of mothers ready to do the same.

She never questioned the depths of maternal affection.

Under the sway of powerful drugs, when one relinquishes control and rationality, Maggie finds it impossible to anticipate the choices individuals might make in such circumstances.

Mia further remarked, “I’ve heard that as a result of this incident, the ninth young master of the Harrises was confined for four years by Old Mr. Harris, and it was Nathael himself who intervened to subdue him. Upon his release, he stirred quite a commotion.”

Observing her prolonged silence, Nathael furrowed his brow, grasping her chin firmly as he uttered in a solemn tone, “Keep this in mind.”

Maggie snapped back to attention and nodded affirmatively, saying, “Understood.”

Unable to suppress her curiosity, she inquired, “Is he extremely dangerous?”

She always struggled to accept that someone like Timmothy could commit such a horrendous act.

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tightened slightly, his gaze intense, and after a prolonged silence, he spoke slowly, “I recall giving him a rabbit when we were children, and he cherished

exceptional devotion to the rabbit, never straying far

ailment, he seldom ventured outdoors, and having a

was evident to everyone just how deeply

day. Timmothy cruelly skinned the rabbit alive simply because it leapt into someone

else’s embrace.

visage still innocent, was spattered with blood, yet his smile

Timmothy went as far as to tenderly place a tombstone for

throat as she couldn’t help but ponder.

heard about Timmothy from Mia, it seemed like she had just

year.

ninth young

Timmothy, the misplaced bracelet,

slight heaviness settled in her

the outset, all the encounters weren’t mere

Samuel’s words, Maggie experienced even greater frustration.

the man before her, she realised her frustration had not yet reached its peak..

consistently been observant. If he detects

comprehend,” murmured Maggie in

pitch–black night, the rain

Nathael, she murmured softly, “I feared

a

instant, she worried, though

chin gently brushing against her

offered a faint smile, looking up at him, and

course,” Nathael affirmed in a deep tone.

her eves shimmering with tears as she

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the subdued glow.

I understood

the prior evening’s conversation about their ideal companions, it now felt like a distant. recollection.

whether Nathael might be deceiving her.

better. If he were truly that cunning, he wouldn’t resort to such a straightforward lie.

in her previous life further convinced

check against his, sensing

love endure?” she couldn’t resist posing the question she had