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Nash and Nina were both drawn to this voice. They saw a girl in a long pink dress. She was tall with fair skin, hair elegantly pinned up, and adorned with jewels. She was running towards Nash while holding up her skirt. She wore a silver-white mask similar to the one on Nash's face.

Most notably, there was a significant height difference between them when the girl reached Nash. Recognizing him even with his mask on indicated a strong familiarity.

"Who are you?" Nash frowned. He was certain this girl was not Nina. He had no idea what tricks his aunt was up to, and he was unaware that Nina was watching everything.

The girl smiled, lifting the corners of her mouth. "Nash, never mind who I am. Can I invite you to dance now? Since my aunt hosted tonight's event, I should make good use of this opportunity, shouldn't I?" The girl's reference to "aunt" piqued the curiosity of Nash and Nina. Who exactly was this girl?

Nash coldly declined her offer, "I don't accept invitations from strangers."

In the next moment, Nash turned away.

"Nash, will you still reject me now?" A slightly weighty voice sounded behind Nash, and Nina saw the girl remove her mask, revealing a sweet and delicate face.

Nash did not even turn his head.

"Click."

The door to Nina was pushed open, and Nash, wearing a silver-white metallic mask, appeared before her. He did not say anything, just extended his hand toward her.

Nash stood the girl from earlier. She did not want to embarrass him in public, especially since she was still wearing her mask. Nina was not sure if the girl recognized her. Nina placed her hand in Nash's, and he held it as they walked out.

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coldly, then led Nina past the

away, Zoe saw them leaving but did not stop them. However, the girl's appearance had planted a seed of doubt in Nina's mind. Still, she did not ask

upstairs, pressing her down and holding her chin. "Nina, don't you have anything

gaze fell on Nina, dark and unreadable, seeming to contain both sternness and

was

replied softly, "What do you want me to

sleep," Nash said, releasing her. The next moment,

resisted the urge to

The next day.

everything in the bedroom was neatly arranged. To conceal her weary appearance, she had applied light makeup. "Nina, you're not going to work but already up so early. What's the plan?" Nash saw her with light makeup. It suited her well, giving her an ethereal and elegant aura, like a refined white rose. Nina replied, "Just a

Nash's secretary, she had long grown accustomed to waking up earlier than him. Initially, she wanted to present her best self to him, even

a meaningful look before walking towards the sofa. He placed the breakfast he brought on the coffee table. Nina followed him.

"Before I was with you, I hadn't developed this habit. Now, if we separate, the habits I've formed

Everything has a process.

respond. He quietly watched

Nina was too calm.

arrangement. But why did you marry me? For Mrs. York's social status, or because of the two million?" Nash's throat tightened as he

replied, "You can think

to the sofa and sat down, eating slowly and