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

he exuded an aristocratic charm, a

go,” he said emotionlessly, opening

him out, pausing to murmur, “We really don’t have to

on without

bar was quiet in the morning compared to the previous night’s revelry.

leave, their

and the woman leave together,

something amiss. “What were you about to say?”

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

morning turned out

they breathed in the fresh air. “What

so he turned to her, only to have her phone thrust in his

headlines blared: “Harper family’s second daughter-in-law leaves with ex, both head

his wife, living separate

Nathan’s

Nathan’s face turned ashen.

the woman

she emphasized his silent

patrons looked at him so

truly left without a word, off to work

Yulia, well played.

Nathan strode in, leaving the woman behind. Embarrassed but relieved,

watched him go.

storm into Yulia’s office, but

he be the one led

rerouted to his

further fanned the flames. The Harper Group building

Everyone was on edge, and Nathan’s office was

personal calls came

rejected. “Anya’s waiting

but with an

the matter. “Bring Anya with

as she unbuckled her seat belt.

I’m really fond

“Yeah.”

that, Yulia turned to open the car door, but as she did,

a bright light, and moths fluttered in its halo on the edge

lot, however,

tall figure leaned against the front of a car, arms

chest as she squinted to get a better look, but before she could process the sight, Ronald’s hand

back with an unexpected kiss on

and before she could react, she

catch her, but he was a step too late.

her posture awkward

door and got out

features became clear. His rugged good looks and

laced with an innate aristocracy. His

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