"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.

Yvonne

down both sides of her shoulders, and with no makeup on her face, she emanated a lazy vibe. Yet, her clear eyes revealed a touch of

"Go change your clothes. I brought breakfast for you. After

but

Yvonne present, she did not want to be laughed at, and Yvonne knew her well enough to

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

this all of a sudden. Out of courtesy,

heard anything from you. I'll have Quincy talk to the person in charge later. I know them

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

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