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Chapter 241 Expressing Her Wishes.

The following day, in the early hours, Maggie awoke to a wave of intense pain. Her mind felt foggy and heavy, as if struggling to emerge from a deep slumber. The pain coursing through her ankle was particularly excruciating, making it nearly impossible for her to even lift it.

Maggie furrowed her brow as she struggled to sit up. It was only then that she realised, perhaps as a result of yesterday’s ordeal, that her once–reduced swelling in her ankle had flared up again.

Now, it appeared as though someone had meticulously tended to it, wrapping it with thick bandages.

As her fingers extended, she made contact with it, drawing in a sudden inhale.

It’s true that happiness invariably transforms into sadness.

The day prior, with a sense of illness and minimal discomfort in her foot, she dismissed it lightly. Engaging in both driving and drinking, she failed to grasp gravity. Now, she finds herself right back where she started today.

Glancing sideways, Maggie observed Nathael’s absence, pondering whether he was occupied elsewhere.

Clad in a gentle nightgown, her recollection was hazy. She faintly remembered drifting off on Nathael’s back afterwards.

Upon arriving home, Nathael assisted her with a brief shower, and she complied in a foggy state. Subsequently, she slipped into complete unconsciousness.

As she rubbed her forehead, Maggie acknowledged the consequences of drinking, uncertain if she had uttered anything nonsensical.

Maggie rose and checked her phone, discovering a video message from Mia

Upon opening it, she couldn’t resist arching an eyebrow.

The video displayed her intoxicated performance on the piano at the nightclub from the previous evening.

In contrast to her meticulously dressed demeanour with Nathael earlier that day, she now wore a white dress amidst dimly lit and bustling surroundings.

Vividly illuminated by an array of colourful lights, the nighttime scene enveloped the stage in a mesmerising and enigmatic aura.

Under the dimly lit ambience, the rich hues of dark red, deep blue, and emerald green interplayed, creating a shimmering spectacle.

With her hair casually pulled back, exposing her slender neck, she sat on the stage, her back turned to the crowd, engrossed in playing music.

Surrounded by an aura of isolation, everything seemed centred around her, as if she were the focal point. The dim red lights enveloped/her white dress in a layer of gothic crimson, imparting an air of mystery and

allure.

Amidst the chaos and commotion, the bustling environment faded into the background, while a sense of

performance.

polish of a professional production. Moreover, Mia recorded it on a

utilise the video, leveraging

forwarded the video to Leo, following up with the directive, “Arrange for the previous

Maggie messaged Mia succinctly: ‘Mia,

still asleep, given the absence of

for a glass of water,

some medicine? Though its efficacy

his message, her expression

wasn’t alluding to her foot injury but rather to

to

I’ve found another physician, so there’s

Samuel seemed the most promising candidate to cure her “Dream Venom,” Maggie preferred to await updates from Lucas first, exploring other

of this poison for quite a while,

some fresh concepts regarding the villa that I’d like

message popped up once more.

to the task she had taken from

Timmothy really want?” she wondered.

my recent busy schedule, I might not be able to make

reaching out to Timmothy for clarification or

upon second thought,/she quickly dismissed the

might lead to his refusal.

she nondered. Timmothy’s phone rang

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startled before picking up the

Nathael hindering you from meeting me? Timmothy inquired slowly, his pallid complexion devoid of

colour.

just that I’ve been feeling unwell and swamped with work,”

idly fingering a string of emerald beads in his hand. “I thought you and I

at a

a nuanced relationship, and thus far,

harm befall Nathael, our friendship will cease

beads. Gradually, he lifted his inquired, “Do you hold him in high regard? Is it because he came to your

Maggie furrowed her brow, uncertain of his

gaze and

“Wouldn’t you consider meeting me face–to–face? I had

after a moment of silence, maintaining her refusal.

Timmothy conceded, his voice tinged with a hint of disappointment, before

there’s nothing more, I’ll end the call, Maggie announced