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Chapter 21 The atmosphere in the small apartment was warmer than usual. Nathan, who was known as a cold and rigid man, was now sitting cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by three little girls who were enthusiastically opening the snacks and toys he had brought. "Uncle Nathan, look, the doll can talk!" exclaimed Delya as she pressed the button on the belly of the little teddy bear she had just received. A funny sound came out of the teddy, making the little girl laugh with delight.

It did not matter. Nelly’s acting was really good, so it was only natural that Nathan could not see through it. After all, Nathan even thought Sharon was a good person. After some thought, Nathan decided not to ask but still quietly deleted Nelly’s number from his phone and even blocked her on Twitter. Yes, there must be a good reason for North to dislike Nelly. The car drove into Fifth Avenue, revealing an extremely luxurious mall for expensive goods. Nathan went the extra mile and opened the car door for North.

He was proud of the person he had become, and he was eager to continue his journey of growth and self-discovery. With the support of Miranda, Isabella, Emily, Claire, and his other loved ones, Nathan embarked on the next chapter of his life with renewed hope and determination. He continued to pursue his passions, both in his career and in his artistic endeavors, and he dedicated himself to being a source of support and inspiration for others facing their own challenges.

I mumble something, try to push myself up, but I’m too exhausted and my muscles are too sore to expend any real effort. The blankets rustle as Nathan gets out of bed and I watch through the reluctant, narrow opening of my eyelids as he walks across the bedroom, totally nude, like there isn’t another person with us. He takes a scarlet envelope from the thrall’s silver tray and waves the man away. I momentarily duck my head under the covers when Nathan turns back, a strange mix of horny and bashful forcing a giggle up my throat that I subdue when I emerge and see the frown on his face.

I took a deep breath and told myself I couldn’t stay in here forever. Pushing the door open, a new wave of steam escaped ahead of me, into the dimly lit bedroom. The overhead light was off. Only a single brass lamp on the bedside table was lit. Nathan was at the window. He’d put on a pair of grey sweatpants but remained barefoot, bare-chested. His back was at me, shoulders were tense. his head bowed slightly as he looked out into the black night, one hand braced against the window frame. The pose spoke of a contained power, of waiting.

While the rest of them played kings in their cold, damned towers. He shut his eyes tight. He could not shake the doubt. But he could change one thing. Silently. Irrevocably. --- Scene Shift — Nathaniel's Office, Late Afternoon The burner phone was in his desk drawer. Still untouched. Still casting a soft glow in the dark. > "If you ever need a voice that won't lie… use this." He hadn't yet said he trusted her. Perhaps he never would. Instead, he brought up the web page of St. Delacroix University, typed in Dalton Anderson's ID number, and paid the outstanding balances.

It was the Alpha realizing his mate had been touched by vermin. He had found himself lecturing on "market dominance" while his mind was busy calculating exactly how many bones were in a human hand and which ones would be easiest to break. He feared his intensity might scare her, and Nathan knew one thing above all else: he didn't want Santa to fear him. Not yet. “I have to find a way to approach her,” Nathan murmured. “Find out her deal... make sure she poses no threat to the operation.” The word threat felt flimsy and hollow. The girl was clearly a victim, an open wound walking through a world of salt.

Thank you so much for reading through the book two of the Nanny affair, my apologies for the little mistakes, you might come across while reading, but trust me, we all make mistakes and we are all human. Now, the story takes a leap of six months, Salem Baltimore alas Andres Khan, brought a fifty percent shares of the company and all this while under the pretense of Lewis Chang, seen at the previous chapter, he takes the from of an interpreter between Elena and Andres Khan.

The room was clean but plain, nothing like the grand house around it. That night, alone in the small room, Claire finally let herself cry, quietly, into a pillow that smelled like a stranger's house, in a life she never chose. She did not know that just down the hall, Nathan was standing outside his own bedroom door, staring at the wall, feeling something he refused to name. And she definitely did not know that three floors below them, in a private office, Eleanor Cole was sitting across from a man Claire had never met, a man who smiled as he said quietly.

Sadie did not want to disgrace herself by telling him a full grown 23 years old lady like her haven't had a man before, she had to bear the pain because it will be too embarrassing. What will Nathan call her? Inexperienced? That was what she dreaded . Although, she enjoyed it. Nathan's a badass in the game. Her face heat up picturing what has happened in her head. She will be so shy to face Nathan. But where is he? Just in time, she saw a note on the table answering her question. A smile crept up on her face immediately she took the paper. *Hey baby, I am sorry I left. I couldn't wake you up because you need a good rest *