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..."

off alarm bells. Nathalie had to ask, "What are you doing here

just couldn't sleep. So I

"Then why were you

never good at

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

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 she supposed to get through

isn't on me. Why involve

replied, "But her illness is

went pale, "Who

Nathan's name. It seemed strange, so I started paying

shocked, "She's calling for

him and hides whenever she hears

worried about Greta, broke into tears and clutched Nathalie's hand, pleading, "Please, Nathalie, help Greta. You're

Miranda's hand away, torn

voice cut

because of them?" Nathan appeared out of nowhere, wearing a bathrobe, his hair still dripping

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