Chapter 1608


    Daniel tightened his fists, a mix of anger and smugness coursing through him. He took pride in his


    financial prowess, and at the very least, he treated Maisie fairly when it came to money.


    He asked, half in jest, “By the way, are you and your fiance still sharing expenses?”


    Maisie’s expression changed, and she nervously averted her gaze, fiddling with her hands.


    “Well… I’ll get you a thermos,” she said, as if to leave.


    But just as she reached the door, Daniel called her back. “Maisie, I have an empty apartment.”


    She was momentarily stunned.


    He offered her a warm smile. “You could move in. I… I can cut you a deal on the rent. What do you


    think?”


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    The apartment was situated in the city center within a top-tier luxuryplex. It was a spacious 200-


    square-meter t with a south-facing orientation and ample natural light streaming in through full-length


    windows. It offered a panoramic view of the bustling neighborhood below, especially enchanting in the


    evenings.


    The apartment was decorated in a tasteful gray-and-white color scheme and exuded simplicity and


    elegance without sacrificing its grandeur. High-quality materials were used for the furnishings, and even


    the wallpaper hinted at luxury.


    As soon as Maisie stepped inside, she was captivated. But as she stood in the center of the living


    room, a slight feeling of unease settled in her chest. There was a subtle but palpable ache in her heart.


    She took a few deep breaths, and when she saw Nicole’s awe-struck expression, she smiled gently.


    “Daniel is letting us stay here,” she exined. “He’s even giving us a reduced rent.”


    Nicole stared at her, her gaze knowing, but she kept her thoughts to herself.


    “The security here is much better than where we used to live,” Maisie assured Nicole. “You won’t have


    to worry about Wesley and those creditors bothering us anymore. Now, you should seriously consider


    filing for divorce.”


    “Okay.” Nicole nodded and started carrying her luggage into a room.


    Maisie began unpacking her belongings, and that’s when Daniel called her.


    “Is the ce to your liking?” His voice was remarkably tender.


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    Maisie smiled and replied softly, “It’s wonderful. Thank you.”


    “As long as you’re happy with it.”


    “Mr. Quimby, I—”


    He interrupted, “We’ve discussed this. Just call me by my name.”


    Maisie licked her lips and attempted several times but couldn’t bring herself to make the transition.


    She felt embarrassed, and it seemed like a change in their rtionship.


    “Heh! It’s fine.” Daniel chuckled. “If you’re notfortable, don’t force it. You can call me whatever you


    like, even ‘sir’, and I won’t mind.”


    Maisieughed but maintained her respectful address of “Mr. Quimby”.


    On the other end of the line, Daniel smiled with a touch of disappointment. She remained the same, not


    ready to call him by his name easily.


    She had always been cautious around him, with timidity in her eyes. Herpliance had always


    hinged on the fact that he could provide a better life for her family.


    Even after three years together, she still addressed him as “Mr. Quimby”.


    “Mr. Quimby…” Maisie’s sweet voice came through. “I am deeply grateful for helping us with this move.


    You can trust that I’ll take good care of the apartment and pay the rent promptly. I’ll move out as soon


    as I find a new ce.”


    “No rush. The apartment will remain vacant anyway,” Daniel replied softly.


    “I feel bad. I don’t know how to thank you,” she admitted.


    “If you really want to show your appreciation, invite me to a meal.” Daniel’s voice remained gentle but


    resolute. “Right there at your ce. You can do the cooking. What do you say?”