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Max, whose expression darkened immediately. “And who is this?” he demanded. “Nick Paterson,” Nick answered flatly. Mr. Max’s displeasure was obvious. He turned back to Charlotte. “Come with me.” He opened the car door, clearly expecting her to get in. Instead, Nick reached out and caught Charlotte by the wrist. He leaned in close, his voice low as he murmured something into her ear. Charlotte’s face drained of color. She turned back to Mr. Max at once, forcing an apologetic smile.

"You're used to pulling all-nighters anyway. It's not like it's that hard for you. Max desperately needs an achievement to get converted to permanent staff, and this is the perfect opportunity." I slapped her across the face without a second thought, turned, and walked straight out, ignoring her shrill screams behind me. The next day, I stood in the center of the conference room, ready to present. Maxim and Charmaine walked in together, and the moment Maxim saw me, he tugged pitifully at Charmaine's sleeve. She, in turn, fixed me with a venomous stare. That was when the bullet comments that had been absent for quite some time started popping up again.

Like what seems after ages, finally I stopped crying. I felt like the water tank has been empty and there was no more supply, I know I know a lame one, but think at least I cracked a joke, Its been few hours since I left that place and I am already in a good mood. See that happen when you leave Natalie Spencer in peace.... Nancy - Nat I have lots of questions for you but before that it's your birthday today and since we are together after so long. Let's just celebrate it. What's say?

I can barely make them out since his drink is pulled up to his lips, but I squint and catch the faintest smirk playing on his lips. Wait, what? "No. Of course not." Startled at the tone, I avert back to Nick and he's on his feet, pulling me back to the spot. "Of course not baby." "Okay!" Max jeers, clapping his palms to get everyone's attention. I'm not sure what just happened. I'm tipsy again, my ears are ringing harder than before, and my brain's getting fried trying to process so much. Smirk. Pause. Why did they do that? ****

Once I found them under a pile of clothing on the couch, I held them up and headed towards the door. “Sorry to chat and run, but I have a doctor to find. You can lock up for me. I’ll see you later.” I was gone before Nick had a chance to react. **** (Nick POV) I have known for a long time that Jenna Maxwell wasn’t mine. That didn’t mean that I stopped paying attention. Or that I didn’t notice the cracks and tension in her mate bond. I had warned Beta Nichols. He didn’t listen. The cracks were widening now.

For Zayne had made sure to keep his space, not bothering with Nico; every attempt made to reconcile them by the others, Zayne gave no damn. But now he was sending his assistant? "Send him in," then to his daughter, his tone softened, "Mia can you go with Noah." She frowned. "I'll make it up to you next tomorrow, I promise." "Take me out?" He had fallen right into her trap, "Yeah, take you out." She smiled, jumping down from her seat and holding Noah's hand as he walked her to the exit; seconds later, Maximo walked in. Dressed in denim jeans and a black polo shirt from the last he had seen him in the hospital six years ago, he didn't seem to change one bit. he had a baseball cap on, shielding

"Mr. Michael will explain when he returns." Nickey backed toward the kitchen. The men moved to block the exits. He was trapped. His phone buzzed. Text from the unknown number: If you don't show in 30 minutes, we're coming to get you. This is about your safety. Helena held out her hand. "Phone. Now." "No." One of the men stepped forward. Nickey threw his phone across the room toward the window. It shattered the glass and landed outside in the bushes. In the chaos, he ran for the back door. The second man grabbed his arm, but Nickey twisted free and burst into the garden.

"You have met sister-in-law but kept us in the dark. I got it, you have a girlfriend that's why you didn't come home all these months, now I know. You've abandoned us and went to see your girlfriend. And I…" "You think too much.", Nick cut him off as he announced so. Looking at his uncle Nick said, "Uncle, I didn't tell you about her because I hadn't met her before. I just met her this evening." "What?" His uncle looked at him with utter surprise. "Yes." "This evening? Wait, you just met her and you said you like her?" Maxwell was like falling to the street from the high building. He could not believe Nick's sarcastic behaviour. He might be kidding!

Ordered Nick and cut the call. 'My wild kitten, I am going to find the truth about you and if that jerk is really your fiancé then he will die by my hands and if he's not, then be ready kitten because I am going to punish you very hard for this.' said Nick in his deep voice, to Emma's picture. Time skip, Nick returned back to New York, while Emma was spending her days leisurely in her apartment, totally bored on what to do. “How was your trip to Paris, bro?” Asked Maverick, fully aware of why he had gone in the first place.

Star bit her lip, looking conflicted, but he simply smirked and shrugged. “Are you in or out?” Narrowing her eyes in his direction she nodded. “Fine, I’m in, but only because it’s for the pack and Greg’s busy.” Max ignored the annoyance in her voice and smiled widely. “Great! You can get all the specifications from Britney on what equipment we’ll need and when Greg gets back after lunch you can see if he has anything that may help you.” Max clapped and stood up straight, satisfied with his little challenge. “Goodbye, Maximus.” She rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help but smile when he blew her a kiss as he backed into the hallway.