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.

Twenty minutes later, Nash's car arrived at the restaurant. He glanced in the rearview mirror, adjusted his suit, and

for some time. Hearing footsteps approaching

he saw Michelle sitting there all prim and proper, with no sign of Nina around. His previously

Nina had managed to actually get

Nash's eyes darkened,

she'll be here in

feared missing Nina, so he endured

poured some wine and warmly said, "Mr. York, please wait a little longer. Let's have a drink together before the dishes arrive." Nash's expression was icy. "I'm waiting

you out," Michelle said with

at the wine glass in front of him. Michelle kept urging him to drink. His fingers tapped the glass as he cryptically asked, "Can you hold

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

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