"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 looked at her

never worn this type of clothing before. Additionally, her long hair cascaded naturally down both sides of her shoulders, and

brought breakfast for you. After

was particularly gentle, but Nina knew Nash

knew her well enough to know that once she made up her

spoonfuls of chicken soup. As she approached Nash, he

about this all of a sudden. Out of courtesy, she

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

subtly threaten her with Yvonne's affairs here. Yet, on the surface, she

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