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Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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Daniel also wanted to preserve the most beautiful moment for their actual wedding night.

"Oh, about Rachael that Lily mentioned earlier..." Daniel paused. "Is she the one who's always trailing behind her?"

"Yeah, that's her." Maisie nodded. "She's also a veteran in the company. She and Lily basically founded SL

Publishing. When Lily isn't around, she's in charge of everything in the company."

"Has she ever caused trouble for you?"

"How could she?" Maisie chuckled. "She's been really nice to me and helped me a lot."

"Then... between you and her, who does Lily treat better?"

The question momentarily stumped Maisie as she hadn't thought about it before.

Daniel's eyes narrowed slightly, and he chuckled. He had seen plenty of interpersonal relationship issues. Many

partners could endure hardship together but couldn't share success.

Sometimes, the involvement of others led to a rift between two people who once trusted each other, ultimately

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leading to a collapse in cooperation.

It wasn't just between women—the same was true for men. When it came to self-interest, there were no

permanent friends.

Clearly, however, Maisie didn't understand these things.

Daniel patted her head. He was happy to protect her innocent and beautiful world, offering her a safe haven. Even

if storms arrived, he would be there to face them with her.

"I think Rachael might not be that simple," he said solemnly. "Find a chance to remind Lily. She's a straightforward

person with a passionate heart. She stands by anyone in need, but some people aren't worth her loyalty. With her

personality, she's most susceptible to being used by those around her."

"Okay."

"And about Delilah..." Daniel sighed softly, his brow slightly furrowed. "I feel like her signing with SL Publishing might

have been because of you. If you work together in the future, be a bit cautious around her."

"I understand!" Maisie smiled.

Having an older person around was really nice. They could always provide guidance.

Lately, Maisie had been leaving home early and returning late. Even when she got back, she often stayed up

discussing the script and storyline with the drama school teachers into the late hours of the night.

Finally, their hard work paid off. In no time, the script started taking shape. Funds from Wilfred's side were also in

place. The actors and director were almost finalized. With a few more revisions to the script, they'd be ready to

start filming officially.

One day, while Maisie was at home sorting through documents, she suddenly received a call from Cindy.

Her heart skipped a beat at that name. Her initial thought was that Cindy was calling to ask for money again. The

call kept ringing for a long time, but it seemed like Cindy was convinced she would answer and continued calling

persistently.

Maisie eventually picked up. Right after saying "Mom", she heard Cindy's warm inquiries.

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"Are you doing okay lately? You must take care of your safety living alone outside... By the way, I heard that the

property management company for the place you bought might change soon. Are the new security guards

reliable?"

Maisie's heart lurched, and she felt a pinch in her nose. In all her life, she couldn't recall Cindy ever saying anything

warm to her.

Cindy's voice choked a bit. "Maisie, you can rest assured. I am not calling to ask you for money... I've been thinking

a lot about when you were little, learning to walk and talk... You were so smart and obedient from a young age. You

excelled at everything! Much better than your siblings."

Maisie replied lightly, "Is there anything else?"

"I... miss you."

As soon as she finished speaking, silence engulfed both ends of the phone.

Maisie felt irony. Cindy's motherly affection had arrived, albeit too late.

"I feel like I've let you down these years." Cindy's voice gradually lowered. "Maisie, when you're done with your

work, come home for dinner, okay? I remember you love fish. I bought fresh carp from the market this morning. I'll

cook it for you tonight. Okay?"