Sally took pleasure in putting Nina down to feed her own sense of superiority. Nina's hurt and distress further fueled Sally's desire for revenge significantly.

Successfully observing Nina's pale complexion and unhappy expression, she smirked with satisfaction, her demeanor changing as she no longer bothered to engage with her.

Speaking more would have been just a waste of breath.

Sally's words weren't entirely without merit.

There was another woman still living in the villa.

In Nina's impression, Nash was someone who knew his boundaries and wouldn't casually show leniency to women outside.

He had rejected Melody so quickly, but hadn't rejected Linda, and even arranged for her to stay in the villa. Wasn't this a form of favoritism?

Nash had been convinced that Linda was the woman he encountered that night, and it had been her first time. She had appeared so fragile, in need of protection, which might have evoked different feelings. Perhaps he had even felt she was different from other women.

For so many days, he hadn't come home. Was he with Linda?

Before, Nina hadn't thought like this.

lingered in her

knot in her heart, unresolved until she explained to Nash that Linda wasn't someone she had brought in. She had

to try

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taken some suitable moisturizer and had

parked at the gate. She hadn't been

on the brakes, the

he really been with Linda all those

of interaction, he had grown fond of her. At first, this

looking ghastly pale, devoid of any color even on her lips. She had looked like she would

her makeup, adding some color to her lips

for her at the villa. She parked the car, stepped out, and

hadn't seen

sitting on the sofa. He had

was saying, "I'm

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