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    Everything about the VIP ward’s service was meticulous andforting, right down to the smallest details.


    Earlier, Maia had informed the staff that she would be dropping off homemade meals every day. In addition to Kathie’s restorative foods, she always packed a filling, nutrient-rich meal just for Ethan too.


    Years of hardship had carved deep marks into Ethan’s body, leaving him thin and fragile from long-term malnourishment.


    Yettely, whenever Maia dropped by, Ethan seemed to vanish without a trace. Thankfully, the VIP amenities included a microwave, so he could still enjoy a hot mealter.


    “It’s a bit tight here, and kids his age are always full of energy. Once you’re out, I’ll make sure you and Ethan have a better ce to stay,” Maia said calmly.


    Kathie gave her a long look, her lips parting as if to speak before she silently thought better of it.


    Kathie didn’t mind her own circumstances, but Ethan was already a young man. Staying in their cramped, rundown shack in the slums was no longer appropriate. She had no choice but to trouble Maia.


    Once they finished eating, Maia stayed for a while, chatting lightly with Kathie to keep herpany.


    Before long, the afternoon passed, and Maia headed home to prepare the evening batch of restorative food.


    To maximize their healing benefits, Maia had learned from doctors that the restorative foods needed to be eaten while they were fresh.


    Back at Marvelous Garden, Maia was busy chopping and stirring when the lively tune of her ringtone filled the kitchen.


    Without even checking the screen, she tapped the answer button and kept her focus on her cooking.


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    “Maia.” The overly sweet voice on the other end came through the speaker.


    Arching a brow with a hint of amusement, Maia muttered to herself, “That was fast.”


    She kept her voice casual as she asked, “What do you need?”


    With a soft, delicate voice, Rosanna said, “We’re having a small get-together tonight. If you’re free, I’d love for you toe.”


    Just as Maia opened her mouth to speak, Rosanna quickly added, “After you brought it up yesterday, I suddenly remembered something about my grandmother’s bracelet. If youe tonight, I’ll—”


    “I’ll go,” Maia replied decisively.


    A slow, satisfied smile tugged at Rosanna’s lips.


    It yed out exactly as she expected. The moment she dangled the bracelet in front of Maia, she bit.


    “I’ll send you the address. Be there at seven sharp,” Rosanna said.


    Once she dropped off Kathie’s meal, Maia headed straight to the address Rosanna had sent, finding herself standing outside a private club.


    Inside, Chris sipped his drink,ughing with rowdy friends, while Cooper family spies kept a quiet watch nearby. Whenever they did, he slipped into the reckless yboy persona they expected him to be.


    Laughter and smoke clouded the private room, and every man had a lightly dressed woman clinging to his side.


    Chris was no exception.


    His hand rested lightly on the sofa behind the woman sitting next to him, making it seem as if he was holding her. In reality, he hadn’t touched her at all. Meanwhile, the woman beside him seemed thrilled beyond measure, even though she had met…


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