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

moving to the balcony to shield Maisie from the conversation.

him for a few days and discovered that he does nothing apart from drinking and

he resorts to asking for money at home

him—Owen had exhibited such behavior

his sister. Yet, Maisie had stood up for him

his medical bills.

a brother deserving of the immense sacrifices Maisie

paled as

the assistant said. "He met with Ms.

was surprised. "Did you guys

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

plate. It belonged to the

was dumbfounded. Suspicion surrounded him like dark

did they meet? What did they talk about?"

paused. "We only saw that they met once throughout

Camila pulled over while Owen

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