Let’s start all over again,shall we?

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.

captured beautifully, yet the angle and lighting rendered it somewhat amateurish, lacking the polish of a professional production. Moreover, Mia recorded it on a phone, making it fail to reach the same level as before.

Maggie promptly made the decision to utilise the video, leveraging her past renown to generate attention, and eagerly anticipating Sierra’s reaction.

the video to Leo, following up with the directive, “Arrange for the previous blogger to publish it online.”

Mia succinctly: ‘Mia, the

given the

a glass of water,

foot injury improved? Do you require Mr.–Hudson’s assistance with some medicine? Though its efficacy may

her expression

foot injury but rather to the “Dream Venom” that

and Nathael, she opted to postpone any meetings with Timmothy for the time

I’ve found another physician, so

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

this poison for quite a while, waiting another month or two likely wouldn’t make

some fresh concepts regarding the villa that I’d like to discuss with

popped up once more.

she had taken from him, which only intensified her

really

busy schedule, I might not be able to

reaching out to Timmothy for clarification or passing the

quickly

have hidden intentions in forging a connection with her, which might lead to his refusal. Additionally, since she had undertaken this task voluntarily, it wouldn’t be suitable

Timmothy’s phone rang suddenly. breaking the

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startled before picking up the

you from meeting me? Timmothy inquired slowly, his

colour.

unwell and swamped with work,”

idly fingering a string of emerald beads in his hand.

at a loss for

thus far, he has not posed any

“Should any harm befall Nathael, our

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

brow, uncertain

gaze and

face–to–face? I

replied after a moment

voice tinged with a hint of disappointment, before lapsing

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