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

lowered his voice, moving to the balcony

for a few days and

he resorts to asking for money at home

surprise him—Owen had exhibited

stood up for him when he was ill, selling her body to

his medical bills.

brother deserving of the

as he gripped his

else," the assistant said. "He met with Ms.

surprised. "Did you guys make a

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

It belonged to the

surrounded him like

What did

"We only saw that they met once throughout the time we followed

pulled over while Owen went over to talk. It lasted less than

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