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Maisie's expression changed subtly. Marriage? Right from the start of her relationship with Graham, it felt like they
were headed for marriage.
Linda had introduced them, and her qualifications were impressive. The Bayers were pleased with her, and they
were ready for her to become the future head of the household.
As for Graham, it seemed he was simply following his parents' wishes. He had never been in a relationship before,
and she hadn't been in one since her memory loss. She had no knowledge of her past before the amnesia. Nobody
wanted to tell her, and so she had ended up with Graham.
He seemed like a great match for marriage. He was hardworking, highly capable, came from a prestigious
background, and was exceptionally handsome.
Yet, she always felt that something was missing between them.
What should matter most in a marriage?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMaisie bit her lip, deep in thought, when she suddenly heard Nicole's worried voice through the phone. "Maisie, why
aren't you saying anything? What's going on?"
"Uh... It's nothing," Maisie said, adjusting her mood. "Nicole, why are you asking about this?"
There was silence on the other end for a while. Then, Nicole's voice trembled, and she said, "I... I just wish you'd get
married soon so the Bayers can protect you!"
Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Maisie asked, "Did he find you?"
"Please don't ask..."
"Tell me the truth!"
Nicole couldn't hold back any longer. She cried and confessed, "He... He wants 4,000,000 dollars... He's in debt, a
total of 4,000,000 dollars! That awful man!"
Maisie's heart sank, and she started sweating. "Nicole, how much did you say? 4,000,000 dollars?"
"Yes, he got into gambling and took out high-interest loans."
"Stay calm, and don't stress too much," Maisie tried to reassure her. "I'll figure something out with Graham."
After ending the call, Maisie felt utterly lost. She had promised to find a solution with Graham, but he was on the
other side of the ocean. How could he possibly come up with a solution?
4,000,000 dollars was a staggering amount for her and her sister, but it might not be significant for the Bayers.
However, would the Bayers be willing to lend it to her?
Maisie's heart raced, and every nerve in her body was on edge.
"Ms. Squire, what are you doing here?" A gentle voice suddenly broke the silence.
Maisie lowered her head and saw Persephone smiling at her and holding her hand.
"Ms. Squire, are the snacks my granduncle sent good?" she asked.
"Sephy, aren't you... supposed to be in class?"
"It's your class. Did you forget?" Persephone examined her carefully.
Maisie didn't appear well. Could it be that Daniel's snacks weren't good? Perhaps it was food poisoning. If that were
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe case, she needed to inform Daniel right away, maybe even now!
Persephone quickly thought of a way to contact Daniel. She squatted down, clutching her belly, and started
moaning.
"Sephy?" Maisie was alarmed. "What's happening?"
"Ms. Squire, my tummy hurts so much!" she cried.
Maisie rushed to lift her up and checked her temperature—she didn't have a fever. She then carried her and
hurried to the school infirmary.
"Sephy, hold on a little longer. We'll be at the infirmary soon! After that, I'll call your parents to—"
"No!" Persephone's voice was determined. "Ms. Squire, I want my granduncle to pick me up!"
"What?"
"I want my granduncle!" Persephone pouted. "I want my granduncle! Ms. Squire, you have his phone number!"
Maisie hesitated but ultimately dialed Daniel's number.
"Mr. Quimby, hi," she said softly. "Persephone isn't feeling well right now. Could you come to the kindergarten?"
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