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Thе room fеlt chargеd with unspokеn tеnsion. Nathan, having lеft Dеltrеy Hamеl bеhind and still rееling from thе shock of his wifе's divorcе announcеmеnt, changеd into a frеsh sеt of clothеs to composе himsеlf. Hе couldn't allow pеrsonal turmoil to intеrfеrе with his rеlеntlеss pursuit of thе truth. With a hеavy hеart and a mind fillеd with unanswеrеd quеstions, hе dеscеndеd thе stairs to makе his way to his wifе's company, NEWLIFE Pharmacеutical Group.

Valentino shook his head, lowering himself onto the ground, at the table, adjacent to the boy. "I'll finish this quickly—" "Take your time," the man sighed, leaning on the table with his elbows. His gaze swept over the books and something unreadable settled in his eyes. "Looks like you haven't read at all," he murmured, eyes still fixed on the books. Nathan shut his eyes, wincing internally. He hadn't open a single book to study since the school resumed, except for when he had assignments. "I've been busy," he replied, picking up a book and flipping through the pages. He stopped for a moment, scanning through a page, before he scribbled something on a pad of paper.

Not power players. I ask for the new collection. She disappears in the back for almost ten minutes. When she returns, she says, "Unfortunately, it’s all spoken for." Bullshit. I donated to their fall line launch. Outside, my driver doesn’t look at me when he opens the door. Probably thinking where to get his next job from Back home, Nathaniel is in the study. Alone. Lights off. Just the glare from his screen lighting his face. I stand in the doorway and say nothing.

Now, as she gently excused herself and wished Grandma Hale goodnight, she carried that moment with her upstairs. The hallway was quiet. The house, despite being full of people, always seemed to fall into a hush after dinner, as if even the walls respected the unspoken rules of nighttime. When she pushed open the bedroom door, she found Nathan exactly as she expected, propped up against the headboard, laptop balanced on his thighs, glasses low on his nose, the glow of the screen reflecting against his face. He looked serious, distant, and focused. He didn’t even look up.

—----------Author—---------- Meanwhile, Nathaniel strode down the hallway, his long strides covering the distance as he approached Edward and Jenna, who were already waiting for him. His mind was still reeling from his kiss with Eleanor, but he ignored his feelings and concentrated on the task at hand. —------------------------------- ~Nathaniel~ "Edward," I called out as I entered the secluded room. “Alpha Nathaniel!" Edward said. He bowed before pulling out a seat for me. "The information that you requested." He went on and gave me a blue-covered file. Written bodily in it was Daniel Dawson. I accepted the file and started flipping through its pages. Daniel Dawson is forty-nine years old a

Kim hums at the end, trying to convince him. "It's a little intimidating," he confesses and I frown at him, silently pleading him to continue. "To tell a stranger all your secrets, the story of your life for as long as you've lived. Seems a little intimidating to me," Nathan's voice turns to a whisper at the end and he looks at me for some sort of confirmation or for comfort, I didn't know which one I could give him.

She would usually do it herself but now that she wasn't here, Anthony felt lost. He decided to distract himself from thinking about her by watching some TV, but it got boring real soon. "Mr. DeMarco, sorry to bother you again." It was the housekeeper again. Anthony looked at her. "You are not bothering me. Is there something wrong?" he asked. "No sir, nothing is wrong. I just found this book lying on the ground. I figured it could be something important, so I thought I would give this to you," she said and handed him a red leather-bound book that looked like a journal.

The shareholders? Elena turned silent. She began to contemplate the possibility of Hunter’s suggestion. If Nathan continued his way of doing things, this would be a good plan. They began quietly planning this, marking the start of this conspiracy. … The first thing Nathan did after work was to return to Thriving Dragon Bay. He heard the melodious sound of the piano the moment he stepped inside. The notes were pretty and crisp, soothing to the soul. It was the fourth movement of Clair de Lune.

Nathan took the shirt and trousers quietly and entered the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. It was eleven in the night, and the papers Nathan needed to review and sign were not even half. His head was throbbing, “how did I get so tangled up with the rogues?” He asked, feeling defeated. He promised Max to win back his mates and he can’t offend him by associating the rogues with Bastien and Agatha again. But what if they were genuinely connected to the rogues? Will he just brush it off to please Max? He got up mindlessly, entered the elevator, and pressed the button for the ground level. After exiting the elevator, as if his feet had a mind of their own, he went to the west side to ente

Henry resigned, so he stayed at home, and Nathan asked Eric to take care of Hanas. Before leaving, Nathan confided in Hanas a lot, talking about his life since birth. Nathan is an orphan, following soldiers from a young age, by fate he met Henry, and then became friends. After years of only knowing how to fight to protect the cold earth, the first time I met Hanas, I was very happy because he thanked him, and even smiled at him. "It was then that I realized that I was thinking about you and paying attention to you." When Hanas heard that, she blushed and lowered her head to hold Nathan's hand and poked him, Nathan agreed to hold Hanas's hand and kissed it on the back of his hand, smiling at