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Chapter 292 The Origin

Most of Maggie’s injuries were superficial, with the most severe occurring when she fell from a height, but Nathael had shielded her well.

Thus, despite their scary appearance, the injuries weren’t grave.

Once her wounds were tended to, Mia and Joyce assisted her in freshening up and changing into new clothes before she headed back to the operating room.

Ericko had been waiting nearby, accompanied by another man.

Jimmy lounged casually against a wall in the corridor, exuding an air of fatigue with his arms crossed over

his chest.

He had striking features, and his attractive face possessed a mix of charm and fierceness. He gave off a sense of intrigue and sophistication, which was captivating.

Upon hearing Maggie’s approach, Jimmy glanced up, and his eyes met the figure next to her, freezing in an instant.

The woman had a naturally beautiful face with a gentle complexion. Her eyes were cold yet clear. Her nose straight, and she exuded a distant yet gentle aura.

Joyce glanced up at his gaze, and their eyes locked for a moment, leaving them both momentarily

stunned.

Joyce’s throat tightened, caught off guard by their unexpected encounter.

Quickly, she averted her gaze, concealing any additional emotions.

Jimmy chuckled. His eyes glinted with mischief, giving him a charming appearance, but there was a hint of malice beneath the surface.

Joyce guided Maggie towards the operating room, passing Jimmy. Suddenly, she stumbled, as if something had tripped her.

Jimmy reached out and caught her wrist, pulling her towards him.

“Ms. Sanders, it’s been a while,” he whispered coldly in her ear.

Joyce, sending a

spoke slowly, “Mr.

pale while redness spread to its surroundings, mirroring

whispered, “Didn’t I tell you never to appear in front

and past midnight, Maggie felt disoriented.

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was Nathael’s birthday, but they ended up spending it in

surprises for

proved unpredictable.

opened the box with one hand

at it.

sat beside her, speaking softly, “You should

have an appetite.” Maggie replied softly without even lifting her

hand and suggested, “Why not head home directly? I’m anxious every time

to look at him, Maggie’s

the concern in his eyes,

but it’s not

seriously consider returning to the Adams‘ protection and living

didn’t have much time left to live, why bring sadness to her parents by

better to maintain her absence than to cause more pain by returning-

said again. Even though her parents didn’t know who she really was, they always cared for her.

Maggie replied softly, politely refusing the idea of going back to the

serious. “Maggie, Ronald is cunning and calculating.

these years. Don’t

Ericko knew he couldn’t change her mind. There was a hint of worry in his eyes,

and Timmothy?” Maggie shifted

the mention of this, Ericko fell silent for a moment before speaking gently. “Timmothy’s dad was Charlie, the fifth son of Old Mr. Harris. Since he

or politics but enjoyed sculpting. With the Harris

back on the right path, so he arranged for Charlie to marry Emilia,

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