Chapter 20

His words shocked Nina deeply. This was the most private secret between her and Nash. How could he say it out loud? She remained cautious.

Scott was extremely surprised, stunned for a moment before calmly asking, " How did you find out?"

Nash moved his mouth slightly, but Nina spoke first, "Mr. York is just joking." She interrupted Nash directly, maintaining a smile on her face as she stepped away from him.

"I've been busy with work all these years, how could I possibly get married? Don't overthink it," she said to Scott.

Upon hearing this, Nash's face tensed up, his gaze fixed on Nina with displeasure, lips pressed tight.

"I see," Scott sighed in relief. "Well, that's alright. I was wondering why I didn't hear about your marriage."

If she had gotten married, he thought, he would have known.

Nina immediately changed the subject, not giving Nash a chance to explode, saying, "Scott, I promised to go back to the company with Mr. York. You don't need to see me off. You go ahead and take care of your business."

Scott looked at the two of them, realizing that it wasn't convenient for him to accompany her and worrying that he might delay Nina's work. So, he agreed, Alright, then I'll leave first. See you next time." "Okay, see you next time," Nina waved at him.

Scott's car was nearby. He opened the door, got in, rolled down the window, waved at Nina, and then drove away.

After he left, Nina felt the tension in her heart relax.

"Are you afraid of others knowing about our relationship?" Nash walked up to her, his voice cold in her ear.

Nina turned to him and asked back, Isn't it you who doesn't want others to know about our relationship?"

Nash pursed his lips tightly, unsure of what to say next, his eyes showing clear displeasure.

"I remember." Nina was clear-headed. She wouldn't act impulsively. She always remembered the heartless words he said to her on their wedding day.

Then she told him, "You're very particular about this matter. Rest assured, I will be vigilant at all times and not let anyone find out." He had said it before. But it sounded different coming from Nina.

voice cold, It's good

them, but Nash showed no intention of getting in. His gaze was fixed firmly on Nina. He was very unhappy at this moment, but he didn't know

and go back to the company." Nash didn't want to waste any more time, but his expression remained cold, and he didn't want to say a

at the company, Nash got out of the car and walked straight ahead without sparing a glance

got left behind, but she managed to catch the doors at the last

company saw

into his office. When the

asked, “Nina, is Mr. York in a bad

was also puzzled. "He was fine

Nash was in a bad mood, it

hadn't forgotten about the clothes in her hands. She handed them to Taylor. "Please take this suit to the dry cleaner's

Paris saw Nina coming back, still returning with Nash, not having been

sarcastic tone, "Back already?

Paris, unwilling to show weakness. "I didn't want to come back originally, but as you can see, I

so

Nina was like a thorn in her side, and she wished she could

out of the company immediately. But she was like an indestructible cockroach,

her. Clearly,

was tasked with taking clothes to the dry cleaner's. Paris stole a glance and noticed that

Nash. Nash didn't like wearing suits of that color, so it must belong to

Taylor and, before Taylor could leave, she called out,

Taylor didn't want to provoke her. "What's

looked down at her.

take this suit to the dry

Paris remained cautious, sensing

took out the

move, said again, Paris, this isn't

just taking a look, it won't hurt anyone," Paris said, taking out the suit to examine it. The suit was valuable, but it wasn't something Nash

question, "Where did Nina

to come to the company today. I don't know

There had been consistent issues with her work lately. With such significant changes in Nina, was she planning to leave the company? Looking at the suit that shouldn't be here, it was highly likely that she was

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