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"What's wrong?" Yvonne, noticing her sudden withdrawal, stopped the playful banter and asked instinctively.

As she stood up, her gaze met Nash's looming figure, and she too felt a pang of panic.

Why was Nash suddenly here?

No one was more nervous than Nina herself. She had barely been catching up with Yvonne for a while, and now Nash appeared out of nowhere.

Instinctively, she tidied her appearance to disguise her unease.

Nash, still visibly displeased, approached with a stern, icy demeanor. Observing their apparent discomfort, he inquired sharply, "What's so amusing? You seem unusually happy."

His penetrating gaze scanned the table, taking note of the tea, snacks, and an inconspicuous package that did not belong.

Nina hurriedly removed the books and package, placing them behind her. "Nothing, just chatting with Yvonne, having some fun," she replied quickly, attempting to deflect his attention.

"Yeah, yeah," Yvonne chimed in, trying to help Nina navigate the awkward situation. She joked, "Wow, Mr. York, you're quite the clingy type. Nina's barely been out here for a minute, and here you are. If others knew you were this clingy to your wife, they'd be shocked."

laughing, the silence in the room became palpable,

her in conversation. "Miss Yvonne, you usually can't stand the sight of me. Yet today, you're surprisingly polite.

subtle vibes in their communication made Nash

so she attempted to smooth things over. However, this only exposed

began, wanting to

future, she might have dealings with you. It's better to have one more friend than to offend someone," Nina interjected,

earning just a reputation without much money. But now, I'm investing in business. Who knows, I might need Mr.

intending to shake hands with Nash. However, Nash's gaze

asked coldly, "When did you buy

pass the time," Nina

Are you and Yvonne

today not just to hang out, but

and he

clenched tightly, refusing to give him the

Nina. Mr. York, you shouldn't pry