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Maisie gripped the phone, her mind a blank canvas. She wanted to answer the call but hesitated the moment her
finger brushed the answer button.
Her intuition told her that Sophia and Graham had an unusual relationship.
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Days passed routinely. Maisie arrived at work on time each day, occasionally bringing back a bouquet of flowers
from the local florist. Sometimes, she treated herself to street food or went shopping for little things she liked after
work.
Graham stayed exceedingly busy, with barely a spare moment for her. Even when they managed to meet, it was
always brief, and meaningful conversations were scarce.
Maisie couldn't help but notice that Graham's phone rang more frequently during their meetings as if the caller
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdeliberately timed the interruptions. Each time he answered, he dodged her questions about the caller and gave no
direct answers.
All of this left Maisie convinced that it had something to do with the mysterious "Sophia" from the phone call.
Daniel occasionally showed up at the kindergarten to collect Persephone and chat with Maisie, making a conscious
effort to restrain himself. Yet, restraint could sometimes reveal more than words.
The photo had been in his pocket all along, but he wasn't sure if he should share it with her. He hoped it would bring
her happiness, but he questioned if he still had the right to do so.
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One day after kindergarten, Maisie approached Daniel with a soft greeting.
Daniel had Persephone get into the car first. He then asked with a smile, "Is there something you'd like to discuss?"
"Yes." Maisie nodded and pointed to her phone.
Daniel checked his phone and saw that Maisie had sent him some money. "This is?"
"This month's rent." Maisie chuckled. "I've been living there for a month now, and I'm not sure if this covers it.
During this time, I had my sister stay with me, which might have inconvenienced you.
"But my sister has returned to our hometown, and I'll be living there alone from now on. Don't worry. I haven't
made any changes at home. Everything remains just as you left it."
Daniel smiled lightly. Her mention of "home" sounded particularly pleasant.
"As you're the one living in that house, you're the host. As such, feel free to make any changes you like. It's your
place." He gazed at her. "Why did your sister go back? Has she settled her affairs?"
"Yeah, thanks to you," Maisie expressed her gratitude. "Fat Lawler was a great help, and Wesley willingly signed the
divorce papers, so my sister is free now."
"That's good." "Mr. Quimby, I... I don't know the specific cost of this kind of house, but I understand it must be
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmexpensive. I've transferred what I have for now, and if it falls short, please let me know."
"I'm not sure about the rent for this type of house either." Daniel's tone was gentle. "But I'm aware of your salary."
"I..."
"How will you manage after sending me a month's worth of your salary?"
After a pause, Maisie lowered her head and said, "I still have some savings."
"Centrolis is costly, and you're a young woman. Keep some money for yourself." Daniel returned all the money to
her.
"Mr. Quimby!"
Daniel turned to her, and she seemed somewhat lost.
He smiled and said, "Why don't you consider me a friend? How about transferring half of it to me? I don't need the
rent money, but you'll feel uncomfortable if I don't take it."
Maisie was torn. "I'd still feel bad..."
Daniel approached her, mustering the courage to ask, "Would you be willing to call me a friend?"
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