Chapter 951

Nathaniel sat on the bed in the guest room, feeling a slight unease creeping into his mind.

He knew Romello too well–suspicious and overthinking.

Hence, he doubted Romello would easily believe what happened last night.

With this in mind, he decided to send a text to Elliot.

The next morning at the Nicholls residence’s dining table, Romello remained quiet, and everyone else ate in silence.

The spacious dining room echoed only with the crisp sounds of utensils against plates.

After what seemed like an eternity, Romello finally spoke up.

“Nathaniel, now that you’re back, let me announce to the public that you’re alive and arrange a banquet for you.”

Nathaniel looked conflicted, replying, “But, Romello, if Elliot finds out, he’ll surely try to capture me and subject me to torture in the secret interrogation room.

Observing Nathaniel’s nervous reaction, Romello’s guard eased slightly.

“Just don’t leave home before the banquet. I can guarantee your safety.”

“But, Romello…

“No buts,” Romello insisted, his tone brooked no argument. “You said last night you’d obey my commands. Have you forgotten so soon?”

Nathaniel agreed, “Okay.”

hours from now, come to the study. I have something to

Romello instructed.

“Yes.”

room returned to its quiet state.

their breakfast ended.

E&S Haven as she was

to the National Investigation Bureau, worn out

deepened

recover from the soreness, allowing him to

on his own.

to the study to remotely manage the quarterly reports of the

few minutes later, a bodyguard knocked on the

I’ve checked it out. Mr. Nathaniel went to Angle yesterday, trying to meet Mrs. Jenkins,”

writing, his tone turning cold as he asked, “Did he meet her?”

he was discreetly ushered

and asked, “Did

“No.”

initially stern expression grew

“You may leave.”

and exited the study.

Nathaniel arrived at

you wanted to see me privately.

at him and said, “Yes, on the day of the banquet,

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