After a few seconds, Nash finally spoke up slowly, "Book tickets for me and Nina to go to Frangelia three days from now."

"Okay," replied Quincy, and with a click, Nash pushed the door open and got out of the car. He walked step by step into Riverside Estate.

Nina was busy in the kitchen. As he passed through the foyer, she emerged from the kitchen with a bowl of chicken soup in her hands. "You're back, just in time for dinner," she said, casting a quick glance at Nash before averting her gaze. She seemed calm.

But Nash's brows furrowed deeply. After a few seconds, he approached Nina.

Nina noticed the stains and blood on his clothes. "Mary, bring out the rest of the dishes," she instructed Nash's longtime helper, then turned to Nash, "You go take a shower, I'll find some clean clothes for you later."

As she spoke, she took off her apron, not bothering to ask where the stains came from. Her expression remained impassive.

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argue with him or make a scene. "If you wanted to tell me, you would have," she replied calmly, implying that if he

to contact Caleb now?" Nina's

said before walking away, leaving Nina behind. A few seconds later, Nina followed him,

from the bathroom. Nina knocked on the bathroom door. "I've

a hoarse voice came from the bathroom. Nina took a deep breath and

the clothes to Nash, he frowned disapprovingly. "Do you think

pulled her closer. Nina instinctively wanted to escape, but Nash pressed her against the wall. Steam filled

of offending Nash, afraid he would act like he did

clothes. n?

in the bathroom, where she vomited. It took her several minutes to recover before she went

already sitting at the dining table. She walked over and

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