Maisie's heart pounded as she pushed against Daniel's muscular chest, doing her best to create distance. However,

the feeble attempt seemed more like a tease.

Daniel threw himself onto her and captured her flushed earlobe with a kiss, feeling her tiny frame shake in his

embrace.

"Maisie..." he whispered huskily into her ear, "Can I?"

She shut her eyes, too nervous to respond verbally. He smirked, interpreting her reaction as silent consent.

Yet, just as he was about to proceed, his phone rudely interrupted with an extra blaring ringtone that echoed

through the room, incessantly ringing.

Maisie opened her eyes, her cheeks still flushed. "Pick it up," she said.

With a sigh, Daniel reluctantly distanced himself from her.

It was his assistant calling, and Daniel answered with irritation. "What is it?!"

The assistant hesitated. "Mr. Quimby, um..."

"Spit it out!"

nervously continued. "You asked me to

his voice, moving to the balcony to shield Maisie

few days and discovered that he does nothing apart from drinking

he resorts to asking for money at home

him—Owen had exhibited such behavior in the

his sister. Yet, Maisie had stood up for him when he was

his medical bills.

of the

paled as he gripped his

something else," the assistant

He was surprised. "Did you guys make

"It was her indeed. Even if we got

belonged to the

was dumbfounded. Suspicion surrounded him like dark

meet? What did they talk about?" he

only saw that they

street. Ms. Camila pulled over while Owen went

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