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Chapter 305 Aren’t You Afraid of Me?

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Timmothy remained silent for a moment, then twisted his thin lips and scoffed, “What’s the fun in you being dead? It’s way more thrilling to watch you live in agony.”

There was a glimmer of madness in his eyes, like two eerie flames dancing in the darkness of his pupils, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, sending shivers down Maggie’s spine.

Maggie stared directly arshim, unconsciously frowning.

For some unknown reason, she caught the brief pause before he spoke and the fleeting confusion in his

eyes.

So, in reality… just like Nathael can’t bring himself to harm Timmothy, does he actually care about Nathael in his heart, or perhaps in his subconscious?

As this thought crossed her mind. Maggie felt absurd.

Yet strangely, she couldn’t shake off that moment of silence and bewilderment from him….

“Why do you hate him?” Maggie asked softly. Nathael wouldn’t tell her, and Ericko always honoured his thoughts, so perhaps only if Timmothy told her would she understand.

Timmothy’s eyes took on a hint of crimson, and he sneered, “Who does he think he is? He promised my father he’d look after me, but within a year, he abandoned me. He kept saying he would shield me, but where was he when I was being humiliated?”

Maggie remained silent, noticing the veins bulging on his handsome face. In those seemingly innocent eyes of his, there was resentment, self–deprecation, grievance, and intense hatred.

The complexity was beyond imagination, making Maggie feel as if she were witnessing her dying self from a past life.

Maggie inexplicably recalled a tale of a demon trapped in a bottle that was cast into the sea, never to

escape.

In the first year, he pledged riches to whoever freed him.

In the second year, he promised eternal youth.

In the third year, he vowed to grant any wish

Until the hundredth year, when a fisherman released him, he sought to kill the fisherman out of despair.” He had resolved that he would kill whoever freed him!

had never experienced his suffering, so she wouldn’t

support Nathael, regardless of right or wrong, she didn’t want to counsel Timmothy

Should we

signalled the waiter and brought the menu. He reclined in his chair, his gaze lowering slightly. He emitted a somewhat despondent vibe, evoking an inexplicable

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her head, reminding herself, He’s a deranged lunatic. Don’t be fooled by his innocent

she enjoyed, then turned to Timothy and asked, “What would you like to eat?”

out the window, appearing impatient,

added a few more dishes and ordered two desserts, suggesting, “Let’s have some dessert. It might lighten your mood. If you’re feeling better, you might cause less trouble for me and

her words, Timmothy refocused his gaze on her, seemingly emerging from some emotional

Timmothy inquired softly, scrutinising her

“Of course, I am. I’m afraid that if your wires get crossed, you might want to

waiting for her

hate you, but pain will. Anyway, it doesn’t matter whether I’m afraid

in her words,

dishes started

genuine focus. Considering she had recently recovered from a severe illness, neglecting her well–being would only lead

atmosphere during the meal was calm and quiet. Timmothy’s manner of eating was quite refined and different from Nathael’s gracefulness, It had a touch of

presence.

wondering about Timmothy’s past and how he had

meal was finished, the other items were cleared away, leaving only desserts

reminding her, “Don’t forget

the

it up. Meeting his intensel gaze, she sighed. “Let’s

to sculpting, sourcing

and preferred to be hands–on. Unless it was for mass production, she

she didn’t want to go

he changed his mind and tried to take away what he wanted from Nathael again, what

she do?

already had a den

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“Alright, Timmothy replied.

boy, which was quite perplexing. However, under her scrutiny, he exuded a sense of depth and coldness, with

ways, he even reminded

ever consulted a doctor?” Maggie