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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.

wasn’t just crazy; he was reborn like her.

for a while, then restarted it and headed to the location Timmothy mentioned.

11:00 PM, Maggie arrived

in the same spot by the window. The midday sunlight cast a warm glow on

but lament how young he looked.

was actually that of a lunatic!

help but frown as

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now, sitting across from him, it was

been beaten up.

gaze. Timmothy chuckled. “Looks pretty

weren’t exactly handsome to begin with,” Maggie

waiter and asked for a mirror, examining his

Maggie’s words had

Timmothy cute in that moment. His youthful

perhaps this was genuinely who

because of this sense of genuineness that she wasn’t

a dagger that day. His craziness and darkness were equally real, brutal, and

sensation made Maggie feel like there were two personas residing within him, tearing him apart and then putting

Maggie. “Maggie, you don’t seem too well either.”

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

to be illuminated by a divine light, her eyes clear and chilly. She had a hint of detachment in her eyes, but without the guardedness

good mood. And you

along with Timmothy; she suddenly realised that the more she resisted. him, the more dangerous he would be. If she maintained her distance and bored him, he would inevitably resort

This time, she had made a decision and didn’t feel

in his chair and exposing his leg. “What do you think Nathael is,

gaze lingered on his leg, and she couldn’t help but pause for

plaster. Coupled with the injury on his face

He murmured softly, “He had someone break my leg and lock Toby in the old hou.

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