With a furrowed brow, he snapped, “What’s up?”

The woman was perched on the couch, her phone in hand. “Your phone’s dead?”

Rising from his bed, Nathan looked around, prompted by her question. She pointed at the coffee table, then picked

up a black phone, standing to hand it over to him.

As Nathan took the phone and opened it, she pursed her lips and said, “I thought it was dead. You didn’t get a single

call or text all night.”

Without a word, Nathan glanced at the phone and tossed it aside, the screen going dark. The woman asked, “So

really no calls or messages last night?”

Nathan stood up, intending to find the bathroom. Upon hearing her words, he seemed particularly impatient. “What

are you trying to say?”d2

There was a moment of silence before she spoke, “The stuff from the bar last night went viral. I thought your wife

would’ve called to check in.”

Nathan froze, his hungover eyes darkening as he turned to her, his look menacing.

She recoiled two steps, her face stricken with fear. “Sorry.”

Nathan looked away, a sarcastic laugh escaping him after a moment’s thought. He stormed into the bathroom, and

the door slammed with a resounding thud.

He emerged from a quick shower, dressed in a bathrobe, and ignored the bewildered woman on the sofa. He

grabbed his phone and ordered clothes to be delivered.

While waiting for his clothes, Nathan ordered breakfast. He didn’t neglect the woman. They ate together.

She didn’t eat much, while Nathan ate like a man with a hearty appetite. She’d seen many people, men and

women, treat meals like a mere formality, barely nibbling, as if that was enough to last the day. Now, she had seen

what a real man’s appetite looked like.

But even this was nothing compared to Nathan’s usual intake. After a night of drinking on an empty stomach, he

was uncomfortable and headachy. Eating much was out of the question.

They ate in silence. When the clothes arrived, he tossed an outfit to the woman, gesturing for her to change in the

bathroom. She complied, puzzled, and when she returned, Nathan was transformed. Dressed in a crisp suit, his hair

exuded an aristocratic charm, a rakish

said emotionlessly, opening

him out, pausing to

walked on

morning compared to

to leave, their spirits

they saw Nathan and the woman leave together, their expressions

sensed something amiss. “What were you about

made headlines at the bar last night. If it was all an act, you succeeded. But

if this morning turned out

they breathed in the fresh air. “What didn’t turn out

turned to her, only to have her phone thrust

“Harper family’s second daughter-in-law leaves with ex,

and his wife, living separate

Nathan’s

Nathan’s face turned ashen.

the

she emphasized his

those bar patrons looked at

to work sweetly

Yulia, well played.

assistant pulled up in the car, and Nathan strode in, leaving the woman behind. Embarrassed

watched him go.

had been to storm into Yulia’s office, but he soon reined himself in. Why

the one led

to his

Yulia and Ronald’s lunch further fanned the

and

personal calls came

rejected. “Anya’s

but with an undercurrent of

press the matter. “Bring Anya

she unbuckled her seat belt. “We’ll see,” she replied

really fond

“Yeah.”

turned to open the car door, but as she

streetlamp outside the apartment complex cast a bright light, and moths fluttered in its halo on the

parking lot,

tall figure leaned against the front of a car, arms crossed, seemingly watching their direction.

a better look,

with an unexpected kiss on her

and before she could react, she suddenly tumbled out of the

too late. Yulia’s knee scraped

her posture awkward

immediately opened his door and

rounded the vehicle, Nathan’s features became clear.

untamed air, laced with an innate aristocracy. His masculine presence

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