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.

of his penetrating gaze, Maggie allowed herself to unwind with Mia.

in the allure of foreign wines, they relished each sip from over

the dim lights woven

audience.

her quest for intoxication, Maggie sensed her movements

efforts.

the pursuit of inebriation

glow of

weighed heavily on

it again. I caught him red–handed with some woman in a hotel,” Mia revealed, sprawled on the couch

clearly soured, Mia leaned heavily on

the first time, so why bother making a fuss now?” Mia sighed, frustration evident in her voice. That woman is even worse than my

“Mr. Jordan

sighed, opting

always treated Mia kindly. Despite lavishing affection. on her late mother, he sought

was fleeting infatuation, commitment–phobia, or genuine affection, Jordan had a history of flings. Marriage was never in his plans, signalling his aversion to commitment. He

found it all

thought about the fact that we’ll all kick the bucket

need much sleep in life because you’ll catch plenty of Z’s after you’re gone. So, gotta make that bed comfy for the long nap,” Mia replied, her gaze fixed lazily on the vibrant, surreal stage,

How to croak?” Maggie

sparkled with enthick the bucket, I’ve gotta splurge on the

and diamonds, stuffed with all my favourite bling. Even in the afterlife, I

shine!”

“How

Maggie remained silent.

Lucas was fervently invited, he opted for a

a headache brewing.

Mia might not require it soon, but she might be

is

when Maggie’s phone buzzed on the table.

the notification. “It’s Harris, the

Sat, 25

Brings

for a while,

fighting?”

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