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!"

about Owen." The assistant nervously continued. "You asked

balcony to shield Maisie

we've been tailing him for a few days and discovered

resorts to asking

surprise him—Owen had exhibited such behavior in the

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

his medical bills.

brother deserving of the immense

as

we found something else," the assistant said.

He was surprised. "Did

was her indeed. Even if we got the wrong person,

belonged to the

Suspicion surrounded him

What did they

that they

on the street. Ms. Camila pulled over while Owen went over to talk.

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