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Chapter 138

Maggie was momentarily surprised.

She hadn't expected to run into him here.

She slowly rolled down the window. "Mr. Becker."

Harry's gaze fell on her face. Seeing that her expression was calm and she didn't look as worn-out as he had expected, he paused for a moment.

Maggie spoke, "Is there something you need, Mr. Becker?"

Harry replied, "I came here for something. When I saw your car, I thought I'd come over and say hello."

But given how well they knew each other, in this situation, he could have simply not come over to greet

her.

He thought this in his mind but didn't say it out loud, since he had helped her before. Moreover, since she would be seeing him again when she visited Daisy, it wasn't a bad idea to keep things from becoming too awkward.

Thinking of this, Maggie nodded. "Then you go ahead, I-"

Harry interrupted, "I heard there's a famous pastry shop around here, but I couldn't find it after looking around. Do you know where the bakery is?"

Maggie didn't suspect anything and replied, "There is indeed a famous pastry shop nearby, but it's not here, it's on another street about a kilometer away."

She pointed out the directions.

Harry said, "Alright, thank you."

"No problem." At this moment, it was her turn for vehicle recognition, and she said, "Goodbye."

Goodbye." Harry responded.

Harry actually knew the location of that cake shop.

Maggie left, he didn't go to the

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I have to catch a night later, so check if Frank is available. If he's

his question: "Call Julia and ask if it's

or Julia himself, but then realized that Harry probably had other urgent matters to attend to, and since he hadn't

bought a bouquet of flowers and

with Levi.

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In the hospital room.

Julia saw him, she smiled and asked,

back to handle

and gently stroked the flowers he had

back to handle business, or did he specially

didn't come back immediately after she got injured, once he found the time,

stayed at the Miller

day, she

the well-tended succulents on the windowsill, Maggie stretched her back in

went downstairs, her aunt had already woken up and was busy making breakfast for her and the

you seem

over to help knead the dough, smiling, "Yeah,

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of hot noodles was served, Maggie was

another call

Maggie didn't answer.

Isabella kept calling.

her phone and focused

Isabella pouted and went to find Franklin

finished his morning run and was about to change clothes

home and cook for me, but she didn't pick up. I called her twice again just now, but still no answer, and now it's showing that

Isabella furrowed her brows. "Did it run out of