Housewife Gone Wild

Loose 443

Nathan replied with a simple “Okay.” I was about to use work as an excuse to end the call, my finger hovering over the hang–up button, when he hesitated.

Finally, Nathan spoke softly, his voice gentle, “Victoria, once I’m done here, I’ll come to Shaville to see you.”

My heart sank. After everything Nathan had been through, I really thought he should put all his energy into his career.

Not everyone’s business can stay strong after a crisis–most people never fully recover.

The last time I saw Nathan, he’d lost weight, looking so worn out from all the pressure that it was hard to imagine.

“Let’s talk about it when things settle down at your company,” I said, not wanting to shut him down right away. Right now, he needs to keep his emotions steady to get through this.

“Alright, I’ll reach out again. You might need to make a trip back to Hachester when you get a chance,” Nathan said gently.

“Yeah, I’ll go back,” I replied, then hung up.

I mapped out what to do with my money–some would go into gold, some into stocks, and some into buying property.

After crunching the numbers, I realized I could put up to 700 million into Nathan’s company, but that was really pushing my limit.

I wasn’t about to put all my eggs in one basket or risk getting myself into financial trouble. This way, I’d be playing it safe.

Ryan seemed to be getting more rebellious by the day. He was throwing a dinner tonight, and he’d invited both me and Edward.

it until I showed up and saw Edward

up at me, his face blank as he looked back down at his

call, and when he came back and saw

his arm and dragged him outside.

voice, I asked, “What

talk things out face–to–face, so Uncle Edward

that?” I

nodded. “Yeah, I talked to Uncle Edward today.

eyes widened. Edward was actually going to apologize to me? I really didn’t expect that–I don’t

what you were dealing with, but now that I know, I promise

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Chapter 443

mad. Your uncle was just trying to protect me. From where he’s coming from,

locked up in his villa overnight

standing up for me–he really was taking

I said, then followed him back into the

icy vibe that made me uneasy just

89%

tone was softer than usual as he said, “Ms. Murphy, I

before. I apologize.”

a dry, awkward laugh. “Mr. Jennings,