Felix stood before her, leaning in slowly, his hand reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair from her face.

"She'll be cooped up for the next two months," he said. Seemed like this was the way how he handled it.

Carol couldn't help but chuckle. Wasn't this just another way of protecting Listina? After all, she had just been through the wringer with Maja. If Listina

kept making waves, Maja’s people were bound to not let her off the hook.

So, she had to be tucked away, safe from the possibility of rubbing someone the wrong way and getting another slap.

Carol didn't bother arguing. She simply continued scrolling through her phone. She texted Nathan.

[Craving shrimp, the jumbo kind.]

Nathan was always quick to reply. To Carol, it was a gof sorts, sending him messages even during her restless late-night hours.

But no matter the time, Nathan was always prompt with his response.

Carol almost believed he was just sitting there, waiting for her texts without ever blinking. Still, she couldn't shake the playful intent; this guy was no

different from Felix, each with their own agenda.

[I'll pick sup. How about I also make a roast chicken to help you recharge? When will you be over?]

[Leaving now.]

After sending the message, she stood up, tossed her phone into her purse, and headed for the door with it.

Felix's grip on her wrist stopped her, "Where to?"

"Hanging out with Maja."

grip, his eyelashes fluttering downwards, "I'll have the chef

need; I'll

wrist, instead, he drew closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. Carol's heart skipped a beat. She

"I know you're

a misunderstanding, Mr.

remained around her waist, still not intending to let go. Carol shifted, "I'm meeting her for

and then after a moment's thought, he asked,

many relatives or friends, so it was up to Carol to decide on

not. I don't want too many people in

He didn't respond, and just

witness his reaction; she simply opened the door

to drive herself to avoid her chauffeur reporting back to Felix, she arrived at Nathan's new place. Stepping out

waiting outside.

"Ms. Miller!"

down the window and got out,

"Sure thing."

The house was warm, so she removed her scarf and

homework nearby.

scent of cooking from the kitchen; Nathan must

eyes shyly

excitement, "Nathan

her gaze to her homework, "Lately, we've had so

better."

Carol's downturn. But Carol didn't see the point in being

Your brother

he's making chicken soup. It's really

He brought Carol a cup of herbal

cooking.

one hundred square meters, but compared to his old place in the alley, it was practically

to watch a variety show. Fiona

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