StarNovelChapter 686 The man's face froze like a statue made of ice, as if he'd just been hit with a blast of cold air.
The officer caught his reaction. "Why the big reaction? Do you know her?" The man's previously stoic face flickered with life and a touch of arrogance. "She's no one important. Why are you playing messenger for her? You wantto meet her?" "What next? Should I start entertaining every random person who wants a piece of my time?" The officer was momentarily stunned.
"Um, well," he mumbled, trying to regain his composure.
"I'm just trying to help you out here. You've been locked up for quite a while, and no one's cto see you. Now, a rich heiress wants to visit. Meeting her might keep you connected to the world outside. It could make your there a bit more bearable." "I won't meet her," the man replied, his voice firm and unwavering.
The officer looked disappointed. "Really? You don't want to see her?" The man lapsed into an odd silence.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDid he really not want to see her? Of course, he did.
He dreamed of seeing her.
But what good would it do? Would he admit he was the one pulling Nathan's strings? Or show her the face behind the sunglasses? And then what? Nothing.
He couldn't even begin to imagine the awful fallout.
If Nathalie discovered the truth-that beneath his polished surface lay a scarred, sinister soul-how disappointed would she be? "I won't see her," he growled, his voice low and rough.
"Why would I want to meet a stranger?" The officer squinted, scrutinizing him. "You seem pretty worked up whenever she's brought up." The man shot him a dark look. "I'll say it again, don't botherwith irrelevant people." The officer sighed, feeling at a loss.
"I thought maybe there was something more between you two." The man stormed off, frustration radiating from him.
paperwork when she got a messa from Officer Ashburn: Ashburn: "Sorry, No. 13 taking visitors." isn't Nathalie's heart skipped a beat, a jolt of unexpected emotion.
Why did this news unsettle her so? She felt an odd sympathy for this man, who had family and friends yet chose to shut himself away like a castaway on a deserted island.
Who could understand his loneliness, his isolation?
Or maybe it was the fact that this lead had dried up, leaving hercatlan leaving heratan loss for the next step in reviving Nathan. Nathalie shot back a message to Officer Ashburn: "Let's take it slow." After sending the text, she placed her phone face down on the desk.
Suddenly, the office door swung open, and Greta strutted in, all business and confidence.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Nathalie," she greeted warmly, as if they were close sisters.
"What are you doing here?" Nathalie asked, surprise etched on her face.
Greta, with a gracious air, explained, "Uncle's worried about your lack of qualifications and askedto lend a hand." Nathalie was floored.
"My dad arranged for you to join the Stewart family company?"
Greta smirked. "Yep, Uncle really values my education. You know, he graduated from the top university in the capital, so he takes academics seriously. Even though you're his daughter, your credentials don't quite cut it. Naturally, he favorsmore." Greta knew exactly how to twist the knife in Nathalie's wound. Nathalie felt a wave of anger crash over her.
The humiliating memories of competing with Greta for their husband's attention surged back...
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