Chapter 87: Being Favored and Fearless

“Shall we find somewhere to sit?” Beth asked, assessing the woman before her. In the nightclub’s dim light and from a poor angle, she hadn’t gotten a good look at Maggie’s appearance. But now, upon closer inspection, she couldn’t deny Maggie’s exquisite, radiant beauty.

Her porcelain skin was smooth and lustrous, reminiscent of the finest jade. It seemed as if she alone had captured all of heaven’s favor. Her striking features, particularly her almond-shaped eyes, held a hint of aloofness and coolness. Despite her simple dress, she effortlessly overshadowed her surroundings.

Beth’s heart sank; she felt less pleased. I knew it, she thought. Such rare beauty. No wonder even a man like Nathael was tempted. Despite these unsettling thoughts, Beth’s face remained unchanged, displaying only a hint of unapproachable aloofness.

“Okay,” Maggie replied, guessing Beth’s connection to Nathael. In her past life, Beth had offered two billion to make Maggie leave, along with numerous projects for the Camerons; but this time, she appeared much earlier. Beth didn’t know the purpose of this meeting.

Whatever the situation, she had a knack for driving women like this—privileged, high-and-mighty—to the brink of insanity.

They found a nearby hotel lobby and ordered coffee. Beth got straight to the point: “What do you want from Nathael?”

Maggie sat with her legs together, angled slightly to the side, her hands clasped and hanging gracefully at her side. She smiled and looked directly at Beth. “Ms. Bray, what do you think I want?”

“Money? Power? It’s nothing more than those two things. Nathael can’t offer anything else,” Beth said calmly, scrutinizing Maggie.

Maggie’s eyes were cold, and seeing Beth’s self-assured attitude, she chuckled. “Do you think you know Mr. Harris that well?”

“I grew up with him, so naturally, I know a great deal about him. If you want money and power, that’s fine. But if you’re hoping for his love or dreaming of marrying into the Harris family, that’s wishful thinking.” Maggie remained composed, looking directly at Beth. “But people always need to have dreams, don’t they? Ms. Bray is not Mr. Harris, so how can you be sure he won’t give me what I want?”

Beth sighed, feeling she’d at least made some headway. “I’ve seen many women like you, but in the end, they end up heartbroken and wasting their youth. Besides, I know you’ve been scheming for the Camerons. How could Nathael not see through your machinations?”

In the next moment, Maggie smiled. “So, you have broken your heart and wasted your youth? Is this advice from someone who has been there before?”

Beth’s face fell. They stared at each other for a long time. Beth, too, was beautiful. Though her features weren’t as delicate as Vanessa’s, her upbringing and knowledge gave her a unique aura and distinctive charm.

After a brief silence, Beth asked, “Ms. Adam, do you like Nathael?”

Maggie chuckled softly. “Who wouldn’t like someone like Mr. Harris?”

Beth sneered. “You are greedy. On one hand, you’re scheming against him and helping the Camerons. On the other hand, you’re trying to win his favor.”

“Yes, I admit that I am greedy,” Maggie said casually, with a sense of entitlement and shamelessness that irritated Beth.

Standing up, Beth looked at Maggie coldly. “Unfortunately, Ms. Adam, your plan is likely to fail. He overheard everything you said to the Camerons today.”

Maggie’s heart sank. She whispered, “So it was really him…”

There was no anxiety or panic. Beth couldn’t help but furrow her brow, feeling she couldn’t understand Maggie. “Ms. Adam, you should consider how to explain this to Nathael.”

Maggie curved her red lips into a smile. “What should I explain? He has always known what I want.”

This wasn’t a lie. In both lives, Nathael had been aware of her machinations. Perhaps he would be disappointed to hear those words; yet, she didn’t want him to hear them. She hadn’t expected things to turn out this way. She lacked power and influence. Even returning to the Adam family, gaining a foothold in the core business would take time. It was faster to leverage her current position with the Camerons, acting from within.

Beth’s brow furrowed tighter. “You’re fearless,” she said sarcastically.

Maggie raised an eyebrow. “Ms. Bray, have you ever heard this? Those who are favored always have no fear.”

Before Beth could respond, Maggie continued, “Indeed, Ms. Bray probably has never experienced this feeling.”

Beth’s face flushed with anger, but she maintained her composure. She sneered. “I want to see if Nathael still treats you the same as before.” I know Nathael too well. He’s not only ruthless but also cold and indifferent. He would not allow betrayal and manipulation. Once he knew Maggie’s true face, he wouldn’t easily let her go, let alone treat her like before!

Maggie seemed unconcerned. With a slight smile, she said, “I’m also a bit curious.”

The conversation going nowhere, Beth gathered her things to leave. Maggie remained unchanged, picking up her coffee. This will be difficult to explain to Nathael, she thought. Oh, headache.

A few steps away, Beth stopped. She turned to look at Maggie. “The person who gave seafood to Nathael last time was you, right? He’s allergic to several types of seafood, but it seems you weren’t aware.”

Beth gave her a deep look and left. Maggie’s movements slowed; if Beth hadn’t left, she would have seen her face pale, a stark contrast to her previous composure.

(The final lines, "Send Gifts," "20," "Sat, 18 May," "Let's Star All Over Again," appear unrelated and were removed.)