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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.

stunned Joyce, sending a chill down her

face, she spoke slowly, “Mr. Hansen,

while redness spread to its surroundings, mirroring

I tell you never

dragged on, and past midnight, Maggie felt disoriented.

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Nathael’s birthday, but they ended up spending it

had brainstormed countless surprises for him, but plans changed

things proved unpredictable.

the brooch, Maggie opened the box with one hand and leaned against the

at it.

had brought warm congee for her and sat beside her, speaking softly, “You should

appetite.” Maggie replied softly

gently held her hand and suggested, “Why not head home directly? I’m anxious every time you’re at the Camerons, I worry about your

him, Maggie’s pale face showed

concern in his

but it’s not possible,” she murmured

perhaps she would seriously consider returning to the

to live, why bring sadness to her parents by

joy now only brings sorrow. It was better to maintain her absence than to cause

are really worried about you,” Ericko said again. Even though her parents didn’t know who she really was, they always cared

with them when I go back,” Maggie replied softly, politely refusing

is cunning and calculating. I’m always concerned about your

I’ve been okay all these years. Don’t worry,” Maggic reassured him softly.

her mind. There was a hint of

Nathael… and Timmothy?” Maggie shifted the

speaking gently. “Timmothy’s dad was Charlie, the fifth son of Old Mr. Harris. Since he was young. Charlie was smart but also a bit

Harris’s sons. He didn’t pursue business or politics but enjoyed sculpting. With the

right path, so he arranged for Charlie to marry Emilia, a distinguished lady from the Finleys. Emilia was well–educated and had studied abroad.

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