Let's Start All Over Again, Shall We (Maggie and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113 Why Are You Mad?

Alex was stunned for a few seconds, then boldly glanced at Nathael.

Are you sure?

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Nathaci’s eyes were dark and heavy, with a hint of dark red in the corners, and just one look sent shivers down Alex’s spine.

Having worked alongside Nathael for years, Alex rarely saw his boss’s emotions displayed so openly, as he was usually hard to read.

The few times Nathael showed emotion, it seemed to be related to Maggie.

“Can’t you understand?” Nathael spoke coldly, his patience worn thin.

“Yes, Mr. Harris. Seeing his insistence, Alex immediately responded. He picked up the box and left the office.

Standing in the corridor, Alex couldn’t resist his curiosity and opened the box to peek inside. It contained a pair of blue cufflinks with a faint shimmer, reminiscent of starlight or the deep sea under a moonlit night. It was quite beautiful.

Unfortunately, his boss wouldn’t wear these beautiful cufflinks.

Alex closed the box and tossed it into the trash bin without hesitation.

At that moment, Nathael leaned back in his chair, lit a cigarette, and bit it between his lips. The crimson glow of the ember flickered to life, and he smoked faster than usual. The smoke filled the air, clearly indicating his bad mood.

The look in Nathael’s eyes was cold. He couldn’t help but recall the excitement when she messaged him.

She had never given him a gift before.

This was her first time, but he hadn’t accepted it

Around ten at night.

Nathael closed the last contract he was working on. He stood up and walked to the floor–to–ceiling window, looking forlorn.

After a while, he turned and called Alex, summoning him into his office.

“Boss.”

Nathael’s lips were tightly pursed. After a while, he said gravely, “Bring it here.”

Alex was stunned. Instinctively, he looked up at the man in front of the window and asked, “What do you

mean?”

actively.

At this point, Nathael’s expression became even stemmer, staring silently at him.

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Chapter 113 Why Are You Mad?

Just one look, and Alex was sweating profusely; his legs had begun to weaken.

“The gift she sent.” Nathael spoke impatiently, clearly annoyed.

Alex wanted to cry. He felt this was the end of him. He explained, “I threw it away!”

D*mn it! Mr. Harris is fickle and always changes his mind.

Nathael’s expression darkened immediately. His already grim eyes seemed ferocious as if he wanted to devour him. “If you can’t get it back, you’ll spend your life as a garbage collector for me

Alex felt he couldn’t do this job anymore. He almost wished he had died.

Half an hour later, a Rolls–Royce pulled over on an empty lawn, with a garbage truck stopped about a hundred meters away.

The garbage was dumped on the ground. Alex opened a suitcase, expressionless.

The suitcase was filled with banknotes. The sight caught the garbage collectors‘ eyes, and they couldn’t look away.

“Find me a dark blue velvet box that is palm–sized. Whoever finds it gets to keep this money; the others get 3,000 dollars for their trouble,” Alex said calmly, his experienced demeanour showing no sign of his previous frustration with Nathael.

The workers were overjoyed. They had never encountered such luck before.

Nathael sat in the back of the Rolls–Royce. He held cigarettes between his fingers and looked calmly in their direction.

An hour later, a man in his fifties with dark reddish skin exclaimed, “I found it! Found it!”

He dashed towards Alex amidst a scattered array of trash.