Chapter 303

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I had always pegged Nathan as the straightforward type, but apparently, even the most practical men had their moments of charm.

After an hour of browsing, my head spun from the sheer opulence. Every piece was exquisite, making it impossible to choose. Finally, I settled on a Patek Philippe ladies‘ watch priced at over $20,000. Without hesitation, Nathan selected the matching men’s version.

He was really doing this, matching watches. A quiet laugh bubbled up inside me. Nathan was utterly transparent. His every little gesture screamed

devotion.

By the time we left, the sun had dipped low, casting long shadows across the pavilion. Nathan’s phone buzzed incessantly. Clearly, his responsibilities weren’t going to wait.

“Victoria, I need to head back to Hachester. When are you returning?” His reluctance was palpable.

I shrugged lightly. “I think I’ll stay in Shaville a few more days. You go ahead.”

“I wish I could stay too.” Frustration tinged his voice.

time later. Focus on work.” I believed ambition was attractive in both men and women. Love was a luxury; obsession

heartache.

words hanging unspoken between

he wanted to say and what he wanted to do, so I softened the

“That’s not what I

did you mean?” I challenged, amusement

defeat. “Okay. Fine. That’s exactly

watched his car disappear down the tree–lined avenue before

on the line. “Ms. Murphy, there’s

I had no intention of subjecting myself to Jared’s temper. This was the advantage of financial independence. I didn’t need this job. Even if I never worked another day, my bank account

before the executive returned, hesitant. “Ms. Murphy… Mr. Holcomb refuses to accept

him on the phone.” This

“Work isn’t a game. Don’t act like a child bringing personal

matters.”

work, Mr. Holcomb. How convenient that you’re

apologize. But work is work. I hope you won’t let personal issues dictate professional decisions.” His tone had softened slightly, though the

of my personal

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