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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."

in the room became

narrowed slightly, his gaze sharp as he followed Nina's movements, engaging her in conversation. "Miss Yvonne, you usually can't stand the sight of

subtle vibes in their communication made Nash

she attempted to smooth things over. However, this only

began, wanting

now. In the future, she might have dealings with you. It's better to have one more

be all about my art, earning just a reputation without much money. But now, I'm investing in business. Who knows, I might need Mr. York's

shake hands with Nash. However, Nash's gaze remained fixed on Nina.

Nina's tightly clenched hand, Nash asked coldly, "When did you buy these

to pass the time," Nina

instead of having them delivered to your house? Are you and Yvonne planning to reada few books while out together?"

replied calmly, "These are books Yvonne bought. She came today not just to hang out, but also to

expression stern, and he reached out his hand. "Let

tightly, refusing to give him the

Mr. York, you shouldn't