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It was a chilly late autumn, much like the last time. Daniel had spent a significant sum to persuade Maisie to stay
with him when she was desperate.
Autumn in Cumulus City mirrored Centrolis. It was dry and chilly, with golden sycamore leaves adorning the entire
city. It cast a dreamy and romantic spell over the otherwise quiet urban landscape.
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Back then.
Maisie was a university student in her third year.
To ensure Maisie's well-being, Daniel arranged for her brother's treatment at the best hospital, providing her with a
generous monthly allowance. This transformed her into someone without status or identity, someone he could
instruct.
However, he didn't rush to win her heart from the outset. For some inexplicable reason, he felt a unique connection
with her from their very first meeting.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLater, he realized it was something they called "love at first sight". Regrettably, he recognized this feeling too late.
On the day they officially became a couple, Daniel's driver chauffeured Maisie to a luxurious villa.
While Cumulus City had many exquisite villas, this one was exceptional. Nestled in the city center, it offered
tranquility amidst the urban hustle, featuring a classic European-style house surrounded by romantic sycamore
trees.
Stepping inside, Maisie felt as though she had entered a painting.
The driver introduced her to a kind lady.
"Miss, this is Aunt Leah," the driver said respectfully. "She'll be looking after you from now on."
Being addressed so respectfully as "Miss" was a first for Maisie, and it left her feeling flustered.
"Mr. Mr. Quimby will join you in the evening." Leah smiled. "What would you like for dinner, Ms. Maisie?
I'll prepare it for you."
Maisie shook her head and proceeded to prepare a feast for Daniel. It was the most satisfying meal he had ever
had. She worked culinary magic, turning ordinary ingredients into a delightful experience.
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"Mr. Quimby?"
Startled, Daniel returned to reality, captivated by the aroma of the food. What he saw felt like a memory come to
life.
"What's the matter, Mr. Quimby?" Maisie stood before him, holding a bottle of sauce, her face adorned with a smile.
"The supermarket downstairs had limited choices. Sephy said they didn't have your favorite brand of sauce, so I
picked this one. Is it alright?"
"Granduncle!" Persephone chimed in, rubbing her tummy. "I'm starving! Can we eat?"
Maisie held Persephone's hand and said gently, "Let's dig in!"
"I want Ms. Maisie to feed me!" Persephone stated.
"Hey, don't you eat by yourself at kindergarten? You can use a spoon, so why do you want me to feed you at
home?" Maisie quipped.
Persephone leaned against her, speaking playfully. "I want you to feed me! I know you fed my granduncle before. If
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmyou can feed him, you can feed me too, right?"
Maisie blushed, her heart racing.
Daniel approached and tugged on Persephone's braid, looking at Maisie apologetically.
"L-Let's eat," Maisie stammered and hurried into the kitchen to fetch plates and utensils.
After dinner, Daniel and Persephone bid goodbye to Maisie.
He walked in contemplative silence, absentmindedly letting go of Persephone's hand a few times.
The little girl had to run to catch up and eventually managed to run ahead. Breathless, she stood in front of him and
glared at him with her hands on her hips. "Why didn't you wait for me?"
Only then did he realize he had let go of her hand.
However, he didn't offer the comfort he typically would. Instead, he seemed like a lifeless puppet, staring blankly
into the distance.
"Granduncle?" Persephone furrowed her brow. "You're acting strangely today. Did you not eat? The food Ms. Maisie
made was delicious!"
"Yes, it was." He forced a smile and replied, "I've had it before. I ate it every day."
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