Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Chapter 234 It Brings More Pain

A sense of unease gripped Maggie, her chest constricted with anxiety.

The prospect of encountering Nathael again intensified her uncase.

“Sure,” she replied promptly.

In a swift decision, Maggie sought solace in distraction.

That night, Maggie and Mia hit up one of Aquapolis’s hottest clubs, discovering Leo and Lucas already

there.

“Joyce is wrapping up her filming overseas, and she’ll be back soon,” Mia shared, perusing the menu.

“That’s a good news,” Maggie remarked, uncorking a bottle of wine and pouring generous servings for all.

Meanwhile, Lucas, donned in a black hoodie and duckbill cap, remained immersed in his laptop. His youthful face bearing a distant, pale expression.

Quiet and introspective, Lucas seldom shared much. Maggie had faith that he’d keep her request for information confidential.

Leo, clad in a light gray suit with a few shirt buttons undone, seemed less welcoming to strangers, his usual. warmth overshadowed by a touch of arrogance. His gaze, akin to bright moons, oscillated between distant chilliness and occasional softness, lingering on Maggie.

“Don’t fixate on me, just enjoy your drink,” Maggie cautioned. She’d always been on guard when he gazed at her.

Powert

In the intricate dance of understanding, while Nathael and his brother wielded the decipher minds, Leo held an unmatched comprehension of Maggie’s inner workings.

With Leo, Maggie discovered a sanctuary, confident that he’d safeguard her confidences, even if they pierced his own heart.

But… could she be causing him pain too?

Reminiscing about their shared history, Maggie recalled Leo’s usual aloofness, punctuated by moments of reckless abandon upon the revelation of what Nathael did.

clear of his penetrating gaze, Maggie allowed herself

each sip from over a dozen bottles,

the dim

audience.

intoxication, Maggie sensed her movements gradually slowing, a paradoxical effect of

efforts.

the pursuit of

of a

impending fallout weighed heavily on everyone’s

him red–handed with some woman in a hotel,” Mia revealed, sprawled on the couch with an XO bottle

heavily on

not the first time, so why bother making a fuss now?” Mia sighed,

“Mr. Jordan won’t bring her home, and she’s not

sighed, opting

always treated Mia kindly. Despite lavishing affection. on her late mother, he sought solace in another woman less than three years

affection, Jordan had a history of flings. Marriage was never in his plans, signalling his aversion to commitment. He

found it all quite irritating.

have you ever thought about the fact that we’ll all kick

gotta make that bed comfy for the long nap,” Mia replied, her gaze fixed lazily on the vibrant, surreal stage, resembling

what, exactly? How to

eyes sparkled with enthick the bucket, I’ve

stuffed with all my favourite bling.

shine!”

Mia stood up straight. “How about

Maggie remained silent.

was fervently invited, he

felt a headache

pondered the practicality, she realised Mia might not require it soon, but

is cremated nowadays,

lost in conversation, when Maggie’s phone buzzed

an eyebrow at the notification. “It’s Harris, the jerk.”

Sat, 25 May

Brings

for a while, showing

fighting?”

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