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Linda's face stiffened, hands clenched tightly, digging into her palms. Nash saw her unable to speak, his brows furrowing tightly, and asked sharply, "Is it that hard to answer?" At that moment, Nina hurriedly rushed back from outside, just in time to hear Nash's sharp question from inside. She arrived late and then released her hold on the door handle.

Linda hesitated for a long while, coupled with Nash's pressing demeanor, her inner pressure suddenly surged. She lifted her gaze to the cold and indifferent man before her. This man was not easy to deal with and quite dangerous; one wrong step and she could fall into irretrievable ruin.

Timidly, she said, "That hotel... There are... many wealthy people. I need money. If I could meet a wealthy man, I wouldn't have to work so hard."

Nash furrowed his brows even deeper, his gaze toward her changing. Her words amounted to nothing more than selling herself for money. Indeed, in today's society, there were many such people, exchanging their bodies for material comforts.

Nina opened the door and entered the room, her expression blank, holding a tray.

Nash glanced over, and Nina gracefully placed the coffee in front of him. "Mr. York, your coffee." She then placed another cup beside Linda.

"Thank you," Linda said politely, lifting her head.

he couldn't easily trust someone just like that, especially

Linda's background information. Her family members,

of her mother. The burden at home was too

file on the table

"Yes, I need

why not ask me for it? Don't

were my first man, and I... I didn't know what to do, I

was so much evidence before him, Nash still scrutinized Linda, feeling uncertain in his heart, unable to believe that she was

one.