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Chapter 287 The Show Begins

Maggie’s heart was in her throat, but she appeared calmer than she felt.

After all, she had come to terms with the reality of the situation. Nathael’s life hung by a thread, and her own path was uncertain. What was there to fear, despite Timmothy being a madman?

She didn’t wish to contemplate that final step, yet her reddened eyes met Timmothy’s gaze with a steady resolve.

After a pause, Timmothy chuckled softly. He tossed the brooch back to her. He looked at her and said deliberately. “If the design of my brooch isn’t beautiful, I’d be upset.”

Maggie quickly caught it. As her anxiety slowly dissipated, she looked at the intact brooch in her hand.

She lowered her eyes. Her long lashes cast a shadow. She silently pocketed the object.

Once she had adjusted her attire, she saw that Timmothy’s wound was almost dealt with. Then, she stood up to continue the climb,

Walking beside her, Timmothy said, “If you deceive me, I’ll take Nathael’s.

His voice carried a note of delight and thrill, hinting at some unspoken excitement.

Maggie couldn’t help but glance at him. She felt a slight relief and said coldly, “If it ends up in his hands, it would be a feat for you to reclaim it.”

His words implied that he didn’t truly intend to kill Nathael.

Otherwise, why would he speak of taking something from a dead man?

Her mood lightened slightly at this statement. She softly asked, “What style do you like?”

Timmothy seemed taken aback by her serious question. After a moment of silence, he said, “The beautiful kind.”

Maggie snickered. She couldn’t resist looking at him again. Their eyes met. His pale pupils had a trace of carnestness akin to that of a fawn, devoid of any malice or madness, making all that had happened seem like a misconception.

He seemed like a child throwing a tantrum.

Forty minutes later, at the summit of Parbo Hill.

The peak was relatively flat, with a moderately old monastery built on top. In front of the monastery stood a thriving banyan tree.

vendors scattered around, selling their products. On one side was a lovers‘ bridge, heavy with multicolored locks that

bridge was a cafe offering simple drinks at a relatively cheap price. There were

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a message to Nathael

she did manage to escape, it would take an

from the vendors and the cafe owner, there doesn’t seem to be any other

relayed gently, “Nathael’s men are attempting to break into the factory.”

turned towards him and quried, “You leave your men at

smile and asked rhetorically, “How else would Nathael believe you are

burning filled the air. The atmosphere was

the towering statue. Her large eyes were tinged with

light any candles but

the statue for a long time before finally closing her eyes

this world, they would keep Nathael’s safety. If they could ensure

welled up in Maggie’s

there were to be any punishment, she was ready to take

Maggie and asked, “What wish did

Maggie gazed directly at a statue and asked

dying; why drag my cousin into this? Better to part ways now and live happily apart,” Timmothy said slowly, the faint scent of sandalwood perfume emanating from him, his voice

resonant

Her gaze was inquisitive as she asked, “What do you want from

fixed on Maggie. He said in a low voice, “Nothing much, just that whatever he has, I want it

words caused Maggie’s

and said maliciously, “I want to destroy everything

into

and said, “The show starts

in the monastery with Maggie

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furnished room, Timmothy had someone bring a tablet. He placed it before Maggie.

saw the situation outside the