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Chapter 304 So, What’s the Reason?

After she hung up. Maggie couldn’t shake off Ronald’s last questions.

It was clear he suspected her, but even if he did, what could he really do? As long as they avoided a direct confrontation, the battle would continue.

She had already lost her life once. She was determined to make the Camerons suffer so that they’d understand the pain of losing everything.

Maggie drove onto the expressway, heading home. Her time with Nathael lately had sparked an idea.

She wanted to create a brooch inspired by his profile, not for selling but just for herself.

She worried she might forget his gentle face in the future and that one day they might become strangers,

She wanted to record the good moments so that she could always remember how affectionately he looked at her.

As she parked her car downstairs, her phone rang, showing a name she dreaded–Timmothy.

Maggie stayed in her seat, staring at the flashing name on the screen for a while, her expression darkening.

He just won’t leave me alone.

After a moment, just before the call ended, she finally answered. “Hey.”

“11:00 PM, Willow Hotel.” Timmothy’s voice came through the phone.

It was as if the person who had threatened her and Nathael wasn’t him. The chaos and injuries felt like a distant dream.

Maggie didn’t say anything, and Timmothy didn’t mind. He simply said, “I’ll be waiting for you, Maggie.”

With that, the call ended, showing no concern, as if he was certain she would show

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Maggie sat in the car. Timmothy’s name irritated her. She felt powerless, like she had no control over anything.

just crazy; he

while, then restarted it and headed to

arrived at

window. The midday sunlight cast a warm glow on him,

couldn’t help but lament how young he looked.

actually that

couldn’t help but

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from him,

been beaten up.

gaze. Timmothy chuckled.

handsome to begin

for a moment, then he called a waiter and asked for a mirror, examining his face. “Am I not… handsome?”

flashed in his eyes, as if Maggie’s

in that moment. His youthful and

was genuinely who he was all

was because of this sense of genuineness that she wasn’t suspicious

but recall the man who had threatened her with a dagger that day. His

personas residing within him, tearing him apart and then putting him back

the mirror down and glanced at Maggie. “Maggie,

She was dressed in a dusty pink knitted sweater adorned with a vintage rose on the chest, paired with a skirt, giving her a gentle

clear and chilly. She had a hint of detachment

you abducted me. Do you expect me to be cheerful?” Maggie remarked,

she suddenly realised that the more she resisted. him, the more dangerous he would be. If she

already suffered the consequences of her previous refusal. This

leg. “What do you think Nathael is,

on his leg, and she couldn’t

thick plaster. Coupled with the injury on his face and

night. He murmured softly, “He had someone break my leg

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