Chapter 580 Nathan stood silently for what seemed like forever, finally speaking with a heavy seriousness, "Just one." Nathalie let out a big sigh of relief.

"Alright, I trust you."

As he helped her up, Nathan said, "You should lay off the booze. It's not good for you."

Out of the blue, Nathalie hugged him tightly, overwhelmed with emotion. "Nathan, take care of yourself." For once, Nathan didn't say anything back.

A hush fell over them.

The air turned inexplicably somber.

Not too far away, a shadowy figure was lurking behind a column. Not wanting to alert Nathan, Nathalie subtly sent him off.

"Nathan, the bath's ready. Go enjoy it."

Once Nathan was gone, Nathalie marched straight to the column. Miranda was there, looking both embarrassed and panicked. "Nathalie, I..."

Nathalie had to ask, "What are you doing here

her words, "I just couldn't sleep. So I

pressed on, "Then why were

never good at lying, stammered,

I'm gullible? Or maybe you think I'm too soft? I took you in when you had nowhere else

guard, Miranda was flustered, "Nathalie, I didn't mean any harm. It's just... I'm worried about my daughter, Greta. She's so young, stuck in a mental hospital, and not in good health. How is

me. Why involve me in your

her illness is tied to

"Who told you

visited Greta, and she kept calling Nathan's name. It

was shocked, "She's calling

and

and clutched Nathalie's hand, pleading, "Please, Nathalie, help

away, torn by

steely voice cut

Hasn't she suffered enough because of them?" Nathan appeared out of nowhere, wearing a bathrobe, his

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