Sally took pleasure in putting Nina down to feed her own sense of superiority. Nina's hurt and distress further fueled Sally's desire for revenge significantly.

Successfully observing Nina's pale complexion and unhappy expression, she smirked with satisfaction, her demeanor changing as she no longer bothered to engage with her.

Speaking more would have been just a waste of breath.

Sally's words weren't entirely without merit.

There was another woman still living in the villa.

In Nina's impression, Nash was someone who knew his boundaries and wouldn't casually show leniency to women outside.

He had rejected Melody so quickly, but hadn't rejected Linda, and even arranged for her to stay in the villa. Wasn't this a form of favoritism?

Nash had been convinced that Linda was the woman he encountered that night, and it had been her first time. She had appeared so fragile, in need of protection, which might have evoked different feelings. Perhaps he had even felt she was different from other women.

days, he hadn't come home.

Nina hadn't thought

had lingered in her

in her heart, unresolved until she explained to Nash that Linda wasn't someone she had brought in. She had kept thinking about

decided to try

helper there had called her, mentioning that Linda, being from a warmer region, wasn't accustomed to the

taken some suitable moisturizer and had headed

the familiar car parked at the gate.

She suddenly slammed on the brakes, the car stalled, her hands tightly

Miranda. Perhaps, over those days of interaction, he had grown fond

own face looking ghastly pale, devoid of any color even on her lips. She had looked like she would scare people away if she went

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