Chapter 592 Ashley scrambled up from the floor, a bit flustered, with a faint blush on her forehead. Nathan looked on awkwardly, his gaze darting between Ashley and Nathalie. The room suddenly felt thick with tension. "Am I interrupting something? Should I come back later?" Nathalie asked, already halfway to the door. Nathan, feeling the need to clear the air yet anxious about any misconceptions, hurried after her. He gently grabbed her hand, "Nathalie, I'm starving. I was just thinking of grabbing some pastries." Nathalie gave him a skeptical look as he led her to his desk. She set the food box down and opened it carefully.

In his fluster, Nathan quickly grabbed a peach crumble and shoved it into his mouth, his usual poise completely gone. Seeing him so rattled, Nathalie sensed there was more to his and Ashley's interaction than met the eye.

"Why's Ashley here?" Nathalie asked directly.

Nathan choked on his peach crumble. Nathalie quickly poured him a glass of water and patted his back to help him out.

After a sip of water, Nathan finally steadied himself. He waved Ashley away, "You can go now."

Ashley hesitated, her eyes lingering on Nathalie, as if she had something to say. Nathalie looked at her expectantly.

sharp look, "Aren't you

air of reluctance,

a frown, "What are you hiding

a pang of worry for Nathalie's boldness. Talking to Nathan

thought of how the McCoy family handled things made Ashley wary of Nathan too. But Nathan was nothing like the McCoy family head, he was completely wrapped around Nathalie's finger. Instead of getting mad, he said soothingly, "Come on, sit down, and I'll tell you

eyes but took a seat,

door longer than planned. Inside, Nathan's soft

drinking from, tending to her as

a sip, and Nathan's eyes sparkled with amusement; her sharing his glass was a sure sign

your ties to the

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