Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 140

Chapter 140

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Nathan cleared his throat. “Victoria, don’t blindly idolize so–called ‘successful‘ people. Study their journeys, the real ones, not the polished versions. Take Mr. Holcomb, for example. If you ever get the chance, pick his brain. His advice would be worth more than any lecture.”

There was a hint of something in his voice–jealousy? Resentment?-but his guidance was sound.

I knew he was right. Learning from Jared’s experience would be invaluable. But given our… complicated history, was that even possible?

“I’ll ask him when I get the chance,” I said neutrally.

Our food arrived then, saving us from further small talk. Nathan served me the tenderest part of the fish. The cheek, the most flavorful bite.

I stared at the lifeless eyes of the fish, a bitter taste rising in my throat. Memories flashed, me doing the same for Jared, arranging his plate just the way he liked, removing anything he disliked without a word.

“Something wrong?” Nathan frowned when I didn’t move. “Not a fan of fish?”

“No, I love it.” I forced a smile, locking away the past.

I grilled Nathan on investment strategies, and to his

Testing men. And so far, Nathan was

restaurant, he

It was past nine. “Not tonight. I’ll grab

“Alright.” He didn’t push.

taxi, but before I could reach for my wallet, Nathan handed the driver a

on

gave an enthusiastic nod. “You got

and

penthouse was dark when I arrived. A quick

taking shape: one, a light–filled palazzo dripping with understated luxury; the other, a Clusian–inspired retreat where every negative

the Clusian–inspired

a contractor, when

him. “When

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wed

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now,” he said, hands in his pockets as he surveyed the space. “Decided to