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Nash's eyes fixed on Nina.

Feeling uneasy under his intense gaze, Nina asked, "Are you done swimming? If so, can I leave now?"

Nash's eyes darkened further. "Are you lying to me?"

Nina's heart tightened, as if bound by an invisible string. She met his gaze and said, "No."

Nash's brows furrowed slightly, and he slowly released her. "You've lied to me once. I won't allow you to lie to me again."

Nina remained silent. Given their current situation, whether she lied or not seemed irrelevant. Sometimes, lying was a way to protect herself.

Nash did not press her further but instead let her go to the changing room to put on a fresh set of clothes. He had prepared everything in advance. Inside the changing room, a female secretary handed her a comfortable, loose-fitting tracksuit. "Miss Walker, Mr. York asked me to bring this for you." Nina's clothes were soaked through, and her hair was half-wet. She planned to towel it dry. "Alright, you can leave now."

suggested, "Would you like to take a shower? It might be

I'll just use

it for you," the secretary

was about to change into the tracksuit, the door opened. Assuming it was the secretary with the hairdryer, she said, "Just leave it there. I'll change first." She stood up to change out of her wet clothes, but then she heard

the fingertips made Nina feel something was off. She turned around and saw Nash standing beside her, holding a hair dryer and intently drying

for a

fingers brushed through her hair. "Is

Nash's flawless skin and sharp features were more pronounced. His hair was still damp, and he wore

she looked into his eyes, she thought

she thinking? Men were the best

gaze.

Nash lifted his hand out of her reach. "Go change