Semua Bab CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery: Bab 301 - Bab 310

Nina was also caught off guard by Stella's struggle to keep hold of the tea cup."Miss Jasper, you've misunderstood. I don't hold grudges. It's just that you didn't hold it steady yourself," Nina replied calmly. She met Stella's dark gaze, and a hint of coldness flickered in her own eyes."I didn't hold it steady? Am I unable to even hold a cup of tea? Mr. York, I approached you with the utmost sincerity for cooperation, but your secretary is acting so arrogantly?" Stella retorted with two questions in a row. In her final sentence, she looked directly at Nash.Nash stood nearby, his gaze cool with a hint of disdain. "Should I have Miss Jasper review the surveillance footage?" he added.He understood Nina's character well. Nina would not bother holding a grudge against someone who countered her. Until she quit, she would not slack off but instead would fulfill her duties diligently.Stella's behavior was evidently aimed at defaming Nina. Indeed, after Mr. York's comment, Stella's f

Now having to give up twenty percent, Stella was certainly incurring a loss, particularly while carrying the burden of a stained reputation.For Nash to pose such a question at this juncture was a deliberate attempt to unsettle her. Regrettably, she found herself unable to respond at this moment.She could only maintain her smile. "Mr. York, we need to look at the big picture here. Giving up twenty percent means I'll earn a little less, but it secures you as a major client. However, my bottom line is twenty percent, I can't go any lower.""Fine," Nash agreed readily.However, Stella planted seeds of resentment in her heart. "Mr. York, since we've agreed, I'll be hosting a banquet at the Scarlet Leaf Bistro tomorrow night. I hope Mr. York can grace us with your presence.""Okay." At this point, Nash could only agree. Stella nodded to Nash. "Mr. York, then I'll take my leave.""Nina, see our guest out," Nash called for Nina.Though Stella was extremely reluctant, she did not say

With that, Miranda shamefully lowered her head. Nash stood by her side, facing the camera with a piercing gaze. "This press conference is not about poisoning or framing anyone. Let's put an end to the sensational headlines."Nash's face was dark, as if engulfed in resentment. His towering 1.88m tall figure exuded an intimidating presence on camera.Seeing this scene, Nina was stunned. Nash could stand unconditionally by Miranda's side, providing her with a sense of security, yet he remained cold and distant towards her. Only Miranda could make Nash go to such lengths!Just as Nina was about to turn away, subtitles appeared on the screen again. The camera zoomed in on Nash's face, magnifying his expression. "Mr. York, are you standing here today to speak up for Miss Miranda out of public interest or personal reasons?""Both," Nash replied, his lips curling slightly.As the subtitles flashed, Nina felt like a weight was pressing on her chest. She struggled to catch her breath. B

After a few seconds, Nash finally spoke up slowly, "Book tickets for me and Nina to go to Frangelia three days from now.""Okay," replied Quincy, and with a click, Nash pushed the door open and got out of the car. He walked step by step into Riverside Estate.Nina was busy in the kitchen. As he passed through the foyer, she emerged from the kitchen with a bowl of chicken soup in her hands. "You're back, just in time for dinner," she said, casting a quick glance at Nash before averting her gaze. She seemed calm.But Nash's brows furrowed deeply. After a few seconds, he approached Nina.Nina noticed the stains and blood on his clothes. "Mary, bring out the rest of the dishes," she instructed Nash’s longtime helper, then turned to Nash, "You go take a shower, I'll find some clean clothes for you later."As she spoke, she took off her apron, not bothering to ask where the stains came from. Her expression remained impassive."Do you think you're a qualified wife?" Nash could not hold

With each word, she tore her apart, leaving her in the dust. Her face contorted into the ugliest expression imaginable, fueled by burning rage. Yet, reason urged her to remain calm."You don't need to be happy either. Nash hasn't publicly acknowledged you as Mrs. York, and besides, he's more inclined to support me," Miranda snapped, grabbing a fruit knife.Handing it over to Nina, she said, "Nina, why don't you teach me how to chop vegetables now?"Nina frowned, glanced at Miranda, but did not respond.She called for Mary, "Miss Miranda, I have no patience. Mary, you have patience. You teach Miss Miranda."Miranda's face turned icy.Nina would even acknowledge her or give her lessons! Her expected plan crumbled, and she lost interest. She casually dropped the knife onto the cutting board. "Forget it, just remembered I've got something else to do. I'll swing by another day to learn."Mary was puzzled, finding Miss Miranda's irregular approach to learning truly peculiar!---Mir