"Other than here, Nina has nowhere else to go," Nash's voice carried a firmness, even a hint of coldness.

She sat up abruptly, only to realize that it was already dawn.

Yvonne's mocking voice chimed in again, "Nash, don't you think what you just said is ridiculous?"

This was not a dream. Nash had indeed arrived.

She got out of bed and walked out of the room, only to find Nash and Yvonne standing face to face in the living room. Nash was wearing a smoke-gray shirt today. Yvonne, being only five foot four, stood half a head shorter than Nash.

"Nash, if you're here to fulfill what I want, then I'll go with you," Nina pursed her lips and spoke, stepping towards Nash one step at a time.

Nash and Yvonne looked

had never worn this type of clothing before. Additionally, her long hair cascaded naturally down both sides of her shoulders, and with no makeup on her face, she emanated a

brought breakfast for you. After you and

was particularly gentle, but Nina knew Nash was

and Yvonne knew

few spoonfuls of chicken soup. As she approached Nash, he suddenly spoke up,

all of a sudden. Out of

Nina's shoulder. "I haven't heard anything from you. I'll have Quincy talk to

to subtly threaten her with Yvonne's affairs here. Yet, on the surface, she had no choice but to go along with his words until she waved

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