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.

“My time is precious. I would rather spend every second with Nathael; I don’t have time to make a brooch

looked at her, his eyes somewhat elongated, bearing

you worried I’ll blame Nathael? Maybe I’ll take two of his fingers this time.

splashed the warm tea from her

overly pale face but trickled down his almost colorless chin, staining

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Rens Pecking

at Maggie directly, seemingly provoked

get mad too? I thought you were

softly, taking the handkerchief offered by Samuel to

my deathbed; what do

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

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

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

he’s been lenient with you repeatedly. But you should know better;

you.

He conceded? I never asked him to do that! I don’t need his pity.

and clear as she looked directly at him. “He can win regardless; whether he concedes or

he’s faultless, but he’s not.

always love

like that?”

With

anger flushed Timmothy’s eyes, and the veins

“Maggie!”

lunged to grab Maggie’s neck,

quick–even quicker than

anticipating their argument, like chickens pecking at each other, Leo had been

Timmothy’s movement,

glanced impatiently at

remained stoic/his eyes cold and distant. It seemed impossible to ruffle his

you’re an

gaze shifting to