Let's Start All Over Again, Shall We (Maggie and Nathaniel)

Chapter 38

Chapter 38 I’ll Let You Know When I Return

Alex was momentarily taken aback, then quickly tried to stop him. “You can’t eat that!”

Oh my!

But as soon as he reached out, the heartless boy swung a karate chop at him. Alex swiftly dodged by tilting his head and attempted to reach out again. However, Nolan, holding the bowl of noodles, sidestepped him, completely ignoring him.

Alex felt like crying. Is God playing a joke on me?

Nolan may be the youngest among them, but he was the best fighter.

“You really shouldn’t eat that!” Alex pleaded desperately, attempting to kick Nolan again..

Constantly interrupted, Nolan looked sullen and impatient. He directly kicked Alex’s thigh.

Alex was too slow to dodge and fell to the ground, almost choking with anger.

By the time he got up again, not to mention the bowl of noodles, all the food on the table had been completely devoured.

Alex was startled.

He slapped his forehead. It’s over!

A few minutes later, Nathael hung up the phone and returned. The food on the table had been devoured, leaving empty plates and bowls, and his face was pale.

The bowl of noodles he hadn’t had a chance to touch was entirely gone.

Nolan stood expressionless on the side, seemingly oblivious to the seriousness of the situation.

Alex swallowed hard, feeling that he was in trouble.

Nathael’s face was gloomy, his dark phoenix eyes staring at the heartless boy. The boy’s baseball cap was covered with dust. Obviously, he had rushed back after a night of running around.

“Spit it out.” Nathael squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, his gaze as dark as if he would devour.

someone.

Nolan was startled and looked at Nathael in confusion.

“Who told you to eat it?” Nathael suppressed his anger and spoke coldly.

“Can’t I eat it?” Nolan touched his nose, feeling a bit guilty. He was starving and in a hurry to report to Narhael

The next second, Nolan looked at Alex, his handsome face expressionless, and said calmly, “You didn’t say.”

D’mn it!

“Alex!” Nathael’s phoenix eyes were dark. His good mood was ruined.

“I did say

Alex wanted to cry. He couldn’t believe he was being accused!

“Call Ethan Turner and Henry Anderson over. The two of you are heading to Afriland for some reflection.” Nathael grabbed his coat and turned to leave, obviously uninterested in further explanations.

Nolan was fine, but he frowned when he heard the word “Afriland.”

On the other hand, Alex collapsed on the ground, lamenting. “What on earth did I do wrong? Nolan, tell me, do you even have a conscience?”

The boy stepped forward and kicked the man lying on the ground. “Book the flight tickets.”

Because of the lost noodles, the whole company was enveloped in the tense atmosphere brought by Nathal

Everyone trembled, holding their breath, afraid of provoking this man.

Since it would take some time for Ethan and Henry to fly over, Alex stayed by Nathael’s side, keeping as low a profile as possible, trying to minimize his presence, wary of attracting attention.

As for Nolan, he didn’t understand the company’s affairs. After reporting the situation, he returned to his room to sleep.

At noon, it was early morning for Maggie.

After waking up and not seeing any messages from Nathael, Maggie took the initiative to send a message: ‘Mr. Harris, did you enjoy the eggs?

Nathael looked at the message and was silent for a long time, glancing at Alex, who was shivering in the

comer.

Nathael’s fingertips paused on the screen for a long time before finally typing out a word: “Yes.”

Maggie lay on the bed, mischievously asking again: ‘What does it mean?”

Nathael sighed softly and replied: ‘Delicious.”

Upon receiving the desired response, Maggie feigned confusion and responded deliberately, “How can an egg be so delicious?”

Nathael’s eyes, resembling those of a phoenix, deepened as he observed the woman’s blatant flirtation, causing him to feel anxious and irritable.

He stared at the text message for a prolonged period before his slender and nimble fingers slowly typed out a response: “I’ll let you know when I return.”

Maggie read the message and playfully rolled around on the bed. She refrained from replying, fearing that she might disturb his work

What could he possibly tell her upon his return?

No matter how much one talks about an egg, it remains just an egg.

Nathael loosened his collar and chose not to respond to the message any further. He stood up, walked towards the floor–to– ceiling window, and spoke in a deep voice, “Change lunch to soup noodles.”

“Yes,” Alex wanted to cry, sensing that this matter was far from over.

Does my young master desire noodles?

What he truly yearns for is Ms. Adam, the enigmatic lady! Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

It was the weekend, seven in the evening-

Dressed in a sleek black slip dress, Maggie meticulously prepared herself and arrived at Crimson Grove, al renowned entertainment club in Aquapolis.

The nightlife scene exuded extravagant luxury. Although it was not yet peak time, the club was already bustling with people.

The booming music and flashing neon lights created a decadent world of wine and glamour.

Amidst the smoky haze, the laughter of men and women echoed continuously, and the restless scent of hormones permeated this playground built on money and desire. It was wild and exhilarating, easily arousing the most primal desires of humanity.

As soon as Maggie made her entrance, she attracted numerous gazes. Men either whispered inquiries. about her identity or couldn’t resist whistling. Meanwhile, women mostly regarded her with a sense of rivalry, secretly comparing themselves to her.

With a composed expression, Maggie disregarded the various gazes, navigated through the noisy crowd, and headed directly towards William Hansley’s location.

As a well–known third–generation tycoon, William occupied one of the most prominent seats in the booth throughout the year. When Maggie arrived, she spotted a handsome man surrounded by two women, seated at the heart of the booth.

Within his circle, there were several men who appeared to be young masters, accompanied by different types of women who were diligently serving them.

“What a pleasant surprise to see you here, Mr. Hansley.”

Maggie spoke with a smile, instantly drawing several pairs of eyes towards her.

Even William, who was accustomed to beautiful women, couldn’t help but sit up straight, captivated by the woman before him.

Her fair complexion stood out amidst the dim lighting, not the artificial fairness achieved through makeup. Instead, it resembled the clear and translucent white of the finest mutton–fat jade. Her petite face exuded a cold and alluring charm, simultaneously flashy and cool.

allure.

There was no intentional flirtation, yet that smile alone was enough to make one’s heart uncontrollably flutter. The so–called beauties surrounding them instantly paled in comparison.

“I’ve heard so much about you, Ms. Adam.” After a moment, William finally withdrew his arm, stood up. and lazily extended his hand to Maggie.

Beautiful women deserve to be treated well.

Maggie lightly shook his hand. William, a seasoned player in social circles, gestured for Maggie to take a seat after retracting his hand.

He moved his hand, and the two women beside him tactfully made way. Although they were reluctant, they dared not upset William.