Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Les Star All Over Again, Shall We?

Chapter 369 Chickens Pecking

“It’s important to live in the moment; we can’t spend each day dwelling on violence and bloodshed, Timmothy remarked casually, folding his fan.

Maggie couldn’t help but chuckle. “I’m surprised you have that kind of insight.”

“Is the brooch finished?” Timmothy’s demeanor shifted as he locked eyes with Maggie.

He looked like a child anticipating a gift, yet there was a hint of darkness lurking in his eyes.

It felt as though Timmothy might break Maggie’s neck at any moment if she didn’t give a satisfactory

answer.

Unfortunately, Maggie ignored the shadow in his eyes and replied straightforwardly, “I’ve been swamped lately.”

“Maggie!”

There was a hint of mockery in Maggie’s eyes as she calmly addressed the man with a deceptive face, “What’s wrong? You used to call my name so gently.”

Honestly, Maggie didn’t find it weird when he had that harmless and obedient appearance before.

But she had to admit that this demeanor suited him better.

In simpler terms, this was more like him.

For once, Timmothy was left speechless, staring intently at Maggie as if she were a rare object.

“Stop staring. Even if you stare, I won’t fancy you. Your face is fine, but your attitude is really off–putting. Plus; you’re late; I already fell in love with someone else.” Maggie’s words were firm, and she felt a sense of relief in silencing Timmothy.

Timmothy chuckled and reclined in his chair again. Under the cold snowlight, his pale face seemed even paler, almost devoid of color. “It’s been a month, and you haven’t even made a sketch?”

It was clear he was still fixated on that brooch.

poured herself more tea and replied, “My time is precious. I would rather spend every second

her, his eyes somewhat elongated, bearing a slight resemblance to

blame Nathael? Maybe I’ll take two of his

hearing this. She splashed the warm tea from

but trickled down his almost colorless chin, staining his clean

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at Maggie directly, seemingly provoked by

laugh. “Oh, so you get mad too? I thought you were indifferent to everything”

spoke softly, taking the handkerchief offered by Samuel to wipe

my deathbed; what do I have to fear?

can’t stand the way you talk about Nathael. Don’t act like he’s a puppet you can control at

impending breakup with Nathael. She was acting recklessly when dealing with

behavior. If it weren’t for your father, do you

repeatedly. But you should know better; don’t let your mind deteriorate along with your body. Don’t harm those

you.

speaking, Timmothy seemed thoroughly enraged. His face darkened completely as he growled softly. He conceded? I never asked him to do that! I don’t need his pity. Does he think he could

were cold and clear as she looked directly at him. “He can win regardless; whether

he’s

slowly, “So what? Somebody will always love

like that?”

With

flushed Timmothy’s eyes, and the veins on his forehead

“Maggie!”

Maggie’s neck, clearly furious.

Leo was quick–even quicker

at each other, Leo had

intercepted Timmothy’s movement, blocking his

glanced impatiently at the man beside

distant. It seemed impossible

his gaze unwaveringly and said gently, “Mr. Harris, you’re an adult; you shouldn’t resort to violence when you’re losing

his gaze shifting to