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!"

continued. "You asked me to follow him,

moving to the balcony to shield Maisie

a few days and

devoid of purpose, and he resorts to asking for money at home whenever he loses in

face darkened. The revelation didn't surprise him—Owen had

sister. Yet, Maisie had stood up for him when he was ill, selling her body to

his medical bills.

brother deserving of the immense sacrifices Maisie

joints paled as he

we found something else," the assistant said. "He met with

surprised. "Did you

The assistant was confident. "It was her indeed. Even if

plate. It belonged

surrounded him like dark

they meet? What did

paused. "We only saw that they met once throughout

the street. Ms. Camila pulled over while Owen went over

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