Nash still harbored some anticipation. Over the years, he had never prepared gifts to please women, so he was curious about Nina's reaction. However, upon arriving, he found Nina's desk empty. Approaching, he noticed her computer was off. He turned to Taylor, who was approaching, and asked coldly, "Where's Nina?"Taylor, holding a stack of documents, replied, "Nina left ten minutes early, said she had plans to dine with a friend."Nash's expression immediately soured!Dining with a friend? A male friend or a female friend? Didn't he mention they would have dinner together tonight? Was she rejecting him?Nash was displeased, his deep gaze turning extremely cold. Taylor, observing his gradually darkening expression, felt her heart pound in her throat, unaware of why he suddenly became upset. She quickly added, "Mr. York, I heard Nina's phone call. It was a woman's voice."Nash, with a stern face, swiftly walked out. Downstairs, Quincy had been waiting for a long time. They
"What's wrong?" Yvonne, noticing her sudden withdrawal, stopped the playful banter and asked instinctively. As she stood up, her gaze met Nash's looming figure, and she too felt a pang of panic. Why was Nash suddenly here? No one was more nervous than Nina herself. She had barely been catching up with Yvonne for a while, and now Nash appeared out of nowhere.Instinctively, she tidied her appearance to disguise her unease. Nash, still visibly displeased, approached with a stern, icy demeanor. Observing their apparent discomfort, he inquired sharply, "What's so amusing? You seem unusually happy."His penetrating gaze scanned the table, taking note of the tea, snacks, and an inconspicuous package that did not belong. Nina hurriedly removed the books and package, placing them behind her. "Nothing, just chatting with Yvonne, having some fun," she replied quickly, attempting to deflect his attention."Yeah, yeah," Yvonne chimed in, trying to help Nina navigate the awkward situat
Nash glanced at Nina. "It’s just a few novels. Why hide them? Am I not allowed to see them?""Naturally, one would read romance novels in private. Even girls feel embarrassed about it. You're overthinking it, Mr. York," explained Yvonne.Luckily, Nina was always cautious. Before buying the books, she had purchased several novels and kept them in her bag instead of leaving them on the table. Nina did not want Nash to know, so she made sure to cover all the bases, not even overlooking such details.However, Nina did not feel like engaging in further conversation with Nash. At this point, he was simply suspicious of her. Setting aside the matter of whether she was pregnant or not, just based on his firm and assertive demeanor made her want to storm off. Grabbing her bag, she promptly walked away from him.Nash tossed the books onto the table and called out after her, "Nina, stop!"But Nina did not halt her steps.Nash stepped forward and grabbed her hand, asking coldly, "Didn't yo
Just as he encountered Nina, Quincy stopped and said, "Madam, Mr. York invited you to dinner..." He noticed the glistening tears in Nina's eyes, realizing they had argued before. He added, "Madam, regardless of the conflict between you and Mr. York this time, he knows he was wrong. Look, these flowers were bought by Mr. York, they're for you."He wanted to mend their relationship. He had been with Mr. York for many years, and he had never thought about buying flowers for anyone. Mr. York was clueless about what couples should do. It's not that he did not understand, but he felt that no woman could make him do such things. The fact that he put thought into these flowers for Nina showed he still cared for her.Nina looked at the flowers in Quincy's hand and smiled faintly. "Didn't I say to call me Nina? Why are you calling me 'Madam' again? From now on, there's no 'Madam,' just colleagues. And as for these flowers, Mr. York should give them to someone who's actually important to hi
"Nash, what's got you so worked up?" Hunter, seated across from him, asked. They were at a nightclub, the music loud and lively, with sexy dancers on stage and many people enjoying the night out. The atmosphere was noisy, but Nash was not interested in this kind of nightlife. This was more Hunter's scene. "Nothing," Nash replied, his face serious and contemplative. Hunter took a sip of his wine, still holding onto a woman, and grinned mischievously. "Another clash with your lady?" "Impossible," Caleb chimed in knowingly. "Nash never comes out on the losing end." Hunter continued, "Caleb, don't underestimate that woman. Last time Nash saw her talking to another man, he flipped out. I saw it with my own eyes." Caleb did not quite get it. "Do married people need to be that possessive?" "Shut up!" Nash snapped at them. Hunter naturally fell silent. But even the discerning eye could see that Nash's marriage was in an abnormal state. His emotions had never been this out of co
Nina stared at the lipstick mark on the shirt for a while, her expression showing little emotion. She understood that attending social events would inevitably encounter flirtatious encounters. However, she had never seen lipstick mark on his shirt before. Nina subconsciously grasped the shirt tightly, causing it to wrinkle in her hands. As the bathroom door opened, Nina snapped out of her thoughts. Nash emerged from inside and noticed Nina standing there motionless. "What are you doing standing there?" he asked. Not sensing Nina's emotions, he glanced at the time and added, "It's late. You usually sleep by now. Can't sleep tonight?" Recently, Nina rarely waited for him to sleep. In the past, she could only sleep soundly when he returned home. Now, sometimes when he came back late, Nina was already fast asleep, no longer waiting for him. Though Nina could sleep whenever she wanted, Nash could not help but notice the difference in these details, which brought a sense of dis
If it required authority, she would notify the other executives. With everyone else unavailable this time, the responsibility fell on her shoulders. "Okay, let's go. You're coming along too.""Okay," Cynthia replied.Nina brought along a few others.Cynthia was new, and she needed to familiarize herself with the company's operations. Along the way, Nina repeatedly reminded Cynthia to be careful and meticulous. There could not be any mistakes.Before long, they arrived at the dock.The ship had already docked, and Jasper Corporation's people were unloading cargo.As soon as Nina stepped out of the car, she heard someone say, "Why isn't it Mr. York who came, but you, Nina? Can you represent Mr. York now?"Turning around, she saw Stella approaching with her arms crossed. Nina replied with a smile, "Mr. York is busy today. Besides, it's not the first time I've represented Mr. York in negotiations with Miss Jasper. I believe you can understand."Stella was increasingly displease
She had heard of Nash and Miranda. As for Stella, she had not heard of her at all. Stella recalled the past, still finding it romantic. At least, there had not been such exciting moments in her life since then. "You wouldn't understand! Nash saved me, and I fell in love with him at first sight. I told him then that I would marry him when I grew up, and he promised. He promised to marry me! That's our agreement," Stella declared passionately.Nina found her words absurd. Wasn't she just a child back then? How could a child's words be taken seriously? Moreover, Stella claiming that Nash had promised her seemed dubious. Nash probably did not even remember Stella, just like he did not remember her. With so many people Nash had helped, it could not have meant anything to him emotionally. "You should ask Nash about that. It's pointless discussing it with me. We still have work to do," Nina responded, uninterested in Stella and Nash's story.However, Stella grabbed her hand, refus