Chapter 35: Nothing Will Happen

After leaving the hotel, Maggie stood at the entrance, glancing back at the banquet hall. A smile curled her red lips, but her eyes remained cold.

Soon, a deep-blue Lamborghini pulled up. Without hesitation, she got in.

Leo wore large black sunglasses, appearing less refined than at the banquet; he exuded a rebellious, unruly air.

"Did they give you a hard time?" He glanced at Maggie, observing her expression, and didn't seem worried.

"No, Sierra couldn't produce any evidence," Maggie replied nonchalantly.

Leo handed her the dagger. She had returned it without a trace.

"Master Cameron asked me to represent the Camerons at a social event tomorrow night. If the negotiations go well, the Herschire Cultural Park project will almost certainly go to them." Maggie leaned back, rolling down the window slightly. The night wind was biting, but strangely comforting.

The wind blew through her hair. Strands brushed against her cold, white cheeks, accentuating her beauty.

"Who are you meeting?" Leo frowned, guessing.

"William Hansley."

Leo's gaze turned colder, almost devoid of warmth. "They really know how to play their cards."

Maggie laughed indifferently. William himself was incompetent, but his family's official background was extremely strong. He was rumored to be a womanizer with unspeakable, perverted hobbies.

Master Cameron had pushed her to deal with William, clearly thinking highly of her.

Maggie closed her eyes, recalling a similar incident from her previous life. The only difference: in her previous life, the Camerons had her prepare to deal with William and court Nathael.

Nathael initially refused, but when William harassed her after getting drunk, Nathael saved her. "Maggie, do you like Joseph so much that you're willing to degrade yourself for a project?" Nathael grabbed her wrist. His eyes were dark, suppressing his anger.

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Nathael stared at her for a long time. Maggie couldn't remember his expression.

Under the dazzling lights, her shadow reflected in his pupils. She was drunk, laughing heartlessly and recklessly. But she knew Nathael must have been heartbroken and disappointed.

Later, he simply said, "I will help the Camerons fight for the Herschire Cultural Park project." He never looked at her again, turning and leaving, but he had Alex send her home.

As Maggie thought about these memories, her heart ached. He had saved her countless times, no matter how she repaid him with betrayal and hurt.

Maggie suddenly missed him.

"You don't have to show up. I'll find a chance to meet with Master Hansley," Leo said gently.

Maggie shook her head. "No need. It's unnecessary."

Leo certainly had ways to cooperate with Master Hansley. But she didn't want the Camerons to know about her relationship with Leo. If Leo went, he would inevitably bring bargaining chips.

It wasn't worth it for the Camerons. Besides, she didn't plan all this just to let them reap the benefits. She had no intention of handing over the project.

"William is arrogant and difficult. He had heard about you, but then a female star caught his eye, so he didn't bother," Leo explained slowly.

"That's the best option. I can't avoid it anyway, so I might as well seize the opportunity," Maggie's voice was soft, indifferent.

Leo turned to look at her. Her face was cold and beautiful, not much different from before, but it was as if a pearl had been released from its shell, a butterfly from its cocoon.

Feeling his gaze, Maggie took off his sunglasses. She chuckled. "You're wearing sunglasses at night. Aren't you afraid of crashing?"

As she said this, her smile faltered. Isn't that right?

In the end, Leo died in a car accident.

Leo was taken aback. His Adam's apple bobbed as he lit a cigarette. "No." He was confused.

"Did you hear me?" Maggie insisted, frowning. She was genuinely scared. She still remembered the moment she heard about his death. Her blood seemed to freeze; the coldness felt like suffocation. Meeting her serious gaze, Leo gave her an affectionate smile. "I understand."

But Maggie was still worried. "Should we hire a driver?"

Leo ruffled her hair, reassuring her. "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Maggie fell silent. Her restless heart gradually calmed down. The past was the past. This life was different.

"What about you? Are you going to meet William?" Leo asked again.

"Yes, I have his weakness. You just need to cooperate with me."

She wouldn't fall into the same trap twice. She was prepared. She planned to divert the trouble, using William against the Camerons. This time, she was determined to make them suffer.

Upon returning home, Maggie had just finished showering when she noticed Master Cameron had sent her the transfer agreements for Amour Creative and Luxe Couture. Maggie carefully reviewed them, ensuring there were no issues.

Amour Creative was a subsidiary the Camerons established years ago. It had been mediocre, with no renowned designs. It was later transferred to Sierra, so the investment wasn't substantial. It was merely for their children's practice.

Luxe Couture was worse. Established by the Camerons to expand their business, they were not proficient in this field. It suffered continuous losses after falling into Sierra's hands and was now an empty shell. However, the combined market value of the two companies barely reached $1.5 million.

Maggie carefully selected these two companies. The Camerons wouldn't give her a high-performing company, and she wouldn't have influence in the core business even if she acquired one. These two were just right. Just as Maggie finished reading, her phone rang.

She glanced at it and paused. It was Nathael. She hesitated, then declined the call.