Paris quickly took out the item from the bag and said, "This one. I was afraid Nina would be too busy, and since it was on my way, I had it brought back."As Nash looked at the suit that didn't belong to him, his gaze became sharp. It was a man's suit. Suddenly, he thought of Scott. It seemed that Nina and Scott met at the exhibition, and she brought back this bag. At the time, he hadn't thought about what was inside. It turned out to be his suit.Nash subconsciously clenched his fist. Paris noticed his expression, which didn't change much, but she knew Nash didn't like to show his emotions. She asked again, "Mr. York, should I place it here?"Nash pursed his lips and suddenly replied coldly, "Put it there."Paris's lips curled slightly. "Alright, then. I'll leave first."After completing this series of actions, Paris left satisfied, eager to see how much trust Nina could withstand from Nash.Nash harbored some resentment deep down; whenever he saw this suit during work, it bothe

Everyone was curious about his answer.Scott paused for a while, being watched by everyone, and softly moved his lips, "She's not here and you don't know her."The interest everyone had suddenly disappeared."Oh, I thought it was Nina. It turns out it's not. It seems we were overthinking."Nina never thought it was her.Their relationship was now more familiar than in the past.It was everyone's over-speculation.Afterward, the focus was no longer on her, which left her feeling relaxed, not having to engage in their conversations.During the class reunion, men talked among themselves about work and business while holding their wine glasses.Nina drank a bit, perhaps not having drunk for too long, and soon felt dizzy, entering a slightly tipsy state.She vaguely heard someone talking, and it seemed like they were discussing her name."Among us, Nina seems to be doing well, huh? She's hovering between two big bosses. She must have made a lot of benefits, right?""I don't want

Thinking about the grievances she had endured, Nina cried even harder. Her tears attracted onlookers."Hey buddy, did you upset your girlfriend? Look at her crying like that, she must have been really upset!" A passerby couldn't help but comment upon seeing the situation.Nash didn't want to deal with this in public. He had never encountered such a situation before. "She’s just throwing a tantrum. She'll be fine in a while," he said.He tried to pick up Nina to take her away, but she clung to him like an eel, crying loudly."Patience is key when coaxing your girlfriend," another passerby advised. "You must have upset her for her to refuse to leave with you. No girl gets angry for no reason."Nash had no idea why she was angry. He wasn't even angry himself, so where was her temper coming from? But seeing her cry so much, he didn't know what to say.Nash got a headache. He had never comforted a woman like this before, feeling awkward and helpless. It was even harder than negotiatin

Upon hearing what Nina said, Nash's face turned extremely pale, and a heavy sensation weighed on his chest. He got up, ignoring Nina's crying, and stood solemnly by the window, lighting up a cigarette and puffing away. Smoke lingered, and the air turned icy cold. After finishing the cigarette, he left the bedroom without returning.The next day, Nina woke up with a severe headache. As she rose from bed, she held her head, feeling it heavier than her feet. Pouring herself a glass of water, she tried to sober up. Heading to the bathroom to freshen up, she noticed her swollen eyes, indicating that last night wasn't peaceful. She remembered Nash bringing her back home, but there were no signs of him having moved, suggesting he didn't sleep beside her. However, she recalled him taking care of her for a long time. It was the first time he had been so caring towards her. Nina was a bit puzzled as to why Nash happened to be with her last night and why he escorted her home. Vaguely, she

She didn't believe that Nash would have given Nina a bank card with twenty million dollars in it. She had inquired, and their relationship wasn't good; Nash rarely took care of her. She had been his secretary for seven years and couldn't even get him to look at her properly. If Nash cared about her, he wouldn't hide their marriage; instead, he would openly announce their relationship. The only possibility was that Nina was financially supported by her sugar daddies behind Nash's back.She would rather believe this than believe Nash would give her money to spend."What's wrong with my nephew giving his wife some money? Does it need to be suspected by others? Do you feel a bit sour about not getting what you want?" Suddenly, another voice came from their conversation.Following the voice, Nina saw Zoe York, gracefully swaying her slender waist. She was wearing a black dress, outlining her graceful figure. With her hair pinned up into a bun, she appeared to be almost fifty years old,