Chapter 139

Nathan was definitely more nervous than I was. His handsome face remained flushed, as if the room were too warm, his gaze occasionally drifting toward me with an almost dazed intensity.

I took a sip of tea, the porcelain warm against my fingers. “I’ve been thinking about investments lately. Any advice?”

He blinked, surprised. “Are you short on cash?”

The question caught me off guard, a small, unexpected flicker of warmth in my chest. But just as quickly, my rationality reasserted itself. “No. I just want to learn how to make money work for me.”

Nathan nodded. “That’s smart. Always good to have an exit strategy.”

The words cut deeper than he probably intended. So even outsiders were counting down the days until my marriage collapsed. And why wouldn’t they? Without a backup plan, what else was left?

who he was, in this life and the last.

continued, “I can give you some pointers. Has Mr. Holcomb

down by now. He doesn’t keep dead

take this on? Did you study hospitality

gathering dust for six years. At this

with amusement. “Sounds

after? I’m not ‘helpless.‘ Just

in, suddenly serious. “I prefer my version. Either way, I know some people in the industry. I’ll introduce

Connections were everything. The best in any field operated like an exclusive club, impenetrable without the right key. And Nathan, it seemed, had

Now, about investing,

have. But I’d need

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