Daniel tightened his fists, a mix of anger and smugness coursing through him. He took pride in his financial prowess, and at the very least, he treated Maisie fairly when it came to money.

He asked, half in jest, "By the way, are you and your fiance still sharing expenses?"

Maisie's expression changed, and she nervously averted her gaze, fiddling with her hands.

"Well... I'll get you a thermos," she said, as if to leave.

But just as she reached the door, Daniel called her back. "Maisie, I have an empty apartment."

She was momentarily stunned.

He offered her a warm smile. "You could move in. I... I can cut you a deal on the rent. What do you think?"

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The apartment was situated in the city center within a top-tier luxury complex. It was a spacious 200- square-meter flat with a south-facing orientation and ample natural light streaming in through fulllength windows. It offered a panoramic view of the bustling neighborhood below, especially enchanting in the evenings.

without sacrificing its grandeur. High-quality materials were used for

slight feeling of unease settled in her chest. There was a subtle but palpable ache

here," she explained. "He's even

gaze knowing,

"You won't have to worry about Wesley and those creditors bothering us anymore. Now, you should seriously consider filing

and started carrying her

unpacking her belongings, and that's

to your liking?" His voice was

smiled and replied softly, "It's wonderful.

you're

"Mr. Quimby, I—"

"We've discussed this. Just call me by my

and attempted several times but couldn't bring herself to

and it seemed like a

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