She handed the keys back to him. "Tell him it's not necessary."

Quincy looked a bit uncomfortable as he tried to push the keys back into her hand. "Just take this one. Mr. York has transferred ownership to you. If you don't accept it, I won't be able to explain it to him."

Mr. York had made it clear to him that, one way or another, Nina had to drive this car. If she refused, it would not reflect well on him for failing to carry out his duties.

Nina bit her lip, taking the car keys and casting a wary glance at the new vehicle. What was Nash's intention here?

Was he suggesting she drive such a nice car to work just to invite suspicion?

Quincy sensed her hesitation and spoke up before she could. "We're running late for work. I'll drive. It's convenient for me to drop you off."

Taking the keys from her, Quincy hurriedly got into the car, waiting for Nina.

Nina could not fathom Nash's motives for suddenly asking her to drive such a nice car. She knew he was generous, but she also had to be careful not to attract suspicion. The car would undoubtedly be parked in the exclusive garage, away from prying eyes.

be late for work, so she decided to go with Quincy, fearing he might get into

you catch Miss Eve

office gossip kicked

didn't Miss Eve call Mr. York 'brother' too? Could it mean..." "Are you implying something's going on between Nina and

not jump to conclusions about an affair. But Miss Eve's tone was awfully friendly. I'm starting to wonder

"No way!"

refused to

side for seven years. If she were his wife, we would have noticed by now. Besides, if they were married, why keep it a secret..." *Cough, cough!* A colleague's cough interrupted

had already approached them from behind. Hearing their discussion, she sensed their suspicions about her relationship with Nash. They fell

this office, gossip was rampant. Previously, whenever she and Nash were inseparable at work, during business trips, or events, they had even speculated that she was Nash's

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