Chapter 230 The Ninth Young Master of the Harrises
- Perched in a lofty spot, with light streaming in from the doorway, Maggie glanced down and spotted a man holding an umbrella amidst the rain veil.
- He stood in the darkness, his attire seemingly infused with his presence, radiating an air of chilliness and a trace of hostility.
- Nathael folded his umbrella, inclining his head slightly to meet Maggie's eyes.