"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 at

hair cascaded naturally down both sides of her shoulders, and with no makeup on her face, she emanated a lazy vibe. Yet,

clothes. I brought breakfast for you. After you and Yvonne finish

tone was particularly gentle, but Nina knew Nash was

knew her

milk, ate half an egg, and had a few spoonfuls of chicken soup. As she approached Nash, he suddenly spoke

Nash to ask her about this all of a sudden. Out of courtesy, she replied,

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

Yet, on the surface, she had no choice but to

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