Linda cried hard, her emotions breaking down, as if she had truly spent a night with Nash. Nina felt unsure now, as it seemed settled, so she had no choice but to leave the lounge.

When she emerged, the office was abuzz, everyone clueless about what transpired inside. All they knew was that a unfamiliar girl had waited in the lounge for hours, and Nash had finally gone to see her, emerging with a cold and displeased expression.

"What happened in there, Nina?" a curious colleague asked. As soon as one person asked, countless ears wanted to eavesdrop.

Nina glanced at them and remarked, "You're itching to find out, huh? Why not go ask Mr. York?" Her words held weight, and the moment "Mr. York" was mentioned, even the most curious refrained from probing further, turning their attention back to their tasks.

Nina spent some time in the pantry. Everything seemed unrelated to her, yet somehow connected, but she couldn't speak up. She felt very conflicted.

Why had she appeared again, going against her initial decision to let someone else handle it? It wasn't her responsibility. She hadn't brought her here, so she shouldn't meddle! She would have to find a time to explain things to Nash clearly.

Comforting herself this way, Nina felt a lot lighter. Nash owned several villas, and he wanted her take care of Linda's arrangement, probably to settle her here. Nina settled her in a villa area closer to Nash's residence.

Linda felt the difference as soon as she sat in the luxurious car. It was comfortable, like sitting on a soft sofa, and the air inside was fresh, unlike the smell in a taxi that made her feel nauseous.

Rich people were indeed different. She kept looking at the scenery outside, the lights shimmering, displaying the luxury and bustle of the area.

neighborhood, she saw many decorative trees she had

stopped, Nina got

the huge villa in front of her, adorned with bright lights and a shimmering swimming pool. Her eyes widened in astonishment, and she asked, "Is this Mr. York's house?" Nina replied,

inside, feeling a surge of excitement in her heart. Everything felt unreal to her, so she asked again, "Is this the

and said,

unoccupied for a long time. It was too close to Mr. York's residence, so it

temporarily when relativ de

Occasionally, when Mr. York's

side. There weren't many staff members; only two or three helpers were

The life of the wealthy seemed so good;

other matters to attend to, so she said to Linda,

"Alright."

sofa. It was so soft that she almost bounced

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