Now another person was implying that if he did not speak up, it would all end up being his problem in the end?

"You go and drive over," said Nash. "We'll leave right away."

Nina sat in the car which was parked outside the restaurant. Michelle came over and knocked on the car window. "Is this the place?"

"Yeah," Nina said. "At twelve, Nash will be here on time."

"Good," Michelle looked at Nina and said with a smile, "Rest assured, I'll remember your kindness. Once I become the chief editor, I won't let you keep typing forever."

"Well, then you can go in," Nina told her the private room number.

Michelle then walked into the restaurant.

Nina's phone buzzed, and as she opened it, a smile crept onto her face.

direction Michelle had left, realizing Michelle did not have time to cause trouble for now. Immediately, she turned and headed towards the orphanage. Twenty minutes later, Nash's car arrived at the restaurant. He glanced in the rearview mirror, adjusted his suit, and tidied himself

some time. Hearing footsteps approaching the door, she sat up straight,

he saw Michelle sitting there all prim

Michelle greeted with a smile, surprised that Nina had managed

Nash's eyes darkened,

restroom, she'll be here in a moment,"

also feared missing Nina, so he endured and sat down farthest

"Mr. York, please wait a little longer. Let's have a drink together before the dishes arrive." Nash's

invited you out," Michelle said with a smile. "We

cryptically asked, "Can you hold your liquor?" Seeing his question, Michelle became even more enthusiastic. "I can manage a bit. There shouldn't be a problem with accompanying Mr. York for a

the wine glass, squinting dangerously. "Did Nina ask you to

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