Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 1323 Being Wealthy and Powerful is Different

The door to the private suite suddenly burst open as a group of wealthy patrons attempted to enter. What they witnessed was Nathan in the midst of tearing someone's dress Betty's back was to them, her face unseen, leading them to assume she was merely one of the Sky Gallery's hostesses.

"Mr. White, enjoying yourself, I see," one called out.

"What kind of girl has captured the great Mr. White's attention?" another teased.

The group continued their banter, completely missing how thunderous Nathan's expression had become.

In one swift motion, Nathan removed his suit jacket and draped it over Betty's shoulders, then roared at the intruders, "Get out! All of you, get out! Now!"

Terrified by his fury, they scattered like frightened animals.

Nathan slammed the door shut, his chest heaving with rage. "My people are already investigating the matter. We'll have results by tonight at the latest. Let me take you home."

Betty stood silently, fighting back tears that threatened to spill. She blinked rapidly, looking upward to force them back, then turned to him with a forced smile.

"Mr. White, so powerful," she said mockingly. "Money and influence really do make a difference. With your commanding presence, how could I ever have mistaken you for a delivery man? How blind I was."

The unspoken thought hung in the air: how foolish she had been, deceived by his delivery man persona, naively giving herself to him.

Nathan stood by the door, feeling as if countless blades were piercing his heart. He opened it slightly to let fresh air circulate through the suffocating atmosphere of the

room.

you home,"

gaze and followed him

Gallery, she moved toward her own

I need

him. "Don't you want to know the truth about Paul?" he pressed. "My associates are helping with the investigation. With both

moment, Betty stepped away

said, "Then I'll go to White Villa and wait for the results

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door. He hadn't been staying at White Villa recently, but rather in the apartment where Betty had once lived with her parents. He couldn't bring himself

said, opening the passenger door for

Nathan took the driver's seat, steering toward

every member of the White family had been sent away by Nathan. Sitting in the grand living room, Betty felt an oppressive stillness,

disappeared into the kitchen. The sound of running water reached her ears. Ten minutes later, he emerged with a plate

the offering without appetite,

out her phone and began scrolling through news, avoiding

her, both

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