My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

Chapter 163 Trying to Provoke Me Won’t Work

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Charmaine grinned. “I have a favor to ask, and it might involve a little fortune–telling.”

The moment Mia heard the word “fortune–telling,” she immediately became interested.

After summarizing the situation, Charmaine couldn’t help but remind Mia to take care of herself by gettin enough rest and eating properly.

Once the call ended, she lifted her gaze and sharply inhaled.

At some point, Emyr had shown up outside the door, and she had no idea how long he had been standing there, listening.

She swiftly removed her headphones. “Why didn’t you knock before entering?”

Emyr remained emotionless. “This is my room.”

Charmaine was speechless.

Well, if Satan owns the room, then he can come and go as he pleases.

With a cold glance in her direction, Emyr turned and walked away.

Charmaine pressed her lips together, relieved that he didn’t seem to have overheard anything important, and let out a quiet breath.

However, she suddenly noticed the dark circles beneath his eyes.

Had he not gotten enough rest?

No wonder he was already in a foul mood so early in the morning

Sure enough, Emyr’s temper was particularly short today.

Charmaine quickly cleaned up and headed to the study room to prepare

the doorway, she overheard him speaking in an impeccable Yasaria accent, furiously

moment, listening in, and couldn’t

never imagined that the refined and gentlemanly

every single one of

deserving of the title of Satan, his razor–sharp tongue was unmatched worldwide.

you doing outside?”

the room, making Charmaine swiftly push

her hand. “Mr. Emyr, it’s

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who had inconveniently walked in at such

They could barely

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ice–cold glare of their terrifying boss as he locked eyes on

they heard movement and the sound of her setting up her things

the

sigh of relief

With that blunder, she was definitely about

Charmaine could feel Emyr’s piercing gaze fixed on

fumbled

his hand, so she instinctively leaned forward

appearing on the screen, making it look

This maid was truly bold, daring to challenge Mr. Emyr at such a crucial

turned even colder as Charmaine pushed against

struggled to rise, still holding the glass, he slipped his hand under the

waist.

more, Charmaine found herself pressed against his chest, her eyes

“You…

“Was that intentional?”

had a chance to explain, he threw