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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.

her. Nina placed her hand in Nash's, and he held it as they walked out. However, the girl blocked their path.

now? Don't spoil my aunt's

led

a seed of doubt in Nina's mind. Still, she did not ask Nash anything until they returned

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

on Nina, dark and unreadable, seeming

that was just

replied softly, "What do

The next moment, he got

to look at Nash's

The next day.

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

had long grown accustomed to waking up earlier than him. Initially, she wanted to present her best self to him, even preparing breakfast. Now, it

walking towards the sofa. He placed the breakfast he brought on the coffee

remained calm. "Before I was with you, I hadn't developed this habit. Now, if we separate,

Everything has a process.

did not respond. He quietly

Nina was too calm.

For Mrs. York's social status, or because of the two million?" Nash's throat tightened as he asked this question. After three years of marriage, after so many

think of it as the

walked over to the sofa and sat down, eating slowly and deliberately,