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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.

the angle and lighting rendered it somewhat amateurish, lacking the polish of a professional production. Moreover, Mia recorded it

the decision to utilise the video, leveraging her past renown to generate attention, and eagerly anticipating

up with the directive, “Arrange for the previous blogger to

Mia succinctly: ‘Mia, the photographer!

Mia was still asleep, given the absence of

for a glass of water, a message from Timmothy appeared in the

assistance with some medicine? Though its efficacy

at his message, her expression a mixture of emotions.

likely wasn’t alluding to her foot injury but rather to the “Dream Venom” that had afflicted

and Nathael, she opted to postpone

responded: I’ve found another physician, so

to cure her “Dream Venom,” Maggie preferred to await updates from Lucas first, exploring other options in

while, waiting another month or two likely wouldn’t make

have some fresh concepts regarding the villa that I’d like to discuss with you personally!

popped up

to the task she had taken from him, which

Timmothy really

I might not be able

to Timmothy for clarification or passing

second thought,/she quickly dismissed

with her, which might lead to his refusal. Additionally, since she had undertaken

Timmothy’s phone rang suddenly. breaking the silence..

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before picking up the

me? Timmothy inquired slowly,

colour.

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

beads in his

a loss

far, he

befall Nathael, our friendship will cease to exist.”

“Do you hold him in

brow, uncertain

gaze and

consider meeting me face–to–face? I

the moment,” Maggie replied after a moment of silence, maintaining her refusal.

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

nothing more, I’ll end the call, Maggie announced before