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?”

agreed,

now, come to the study.

Romello instructed.

“Yes.”

room returned to its

breakfast

was forced to check on Phoebe’s

National Investigation Bureau,

resentment toward Romello deepened with each

from the soreness, allowing him to

on his own.

study to remotely manage the quarterly reports of

minutes later, a bodyguard knocked on the

it out. Mr. Nathaniel went to Angle

as he

he was discreetly ushered away.”

pondered the situation and asked, “Did he meet

“No.”

stern expression grew calm.

“You may leave.”

respectfully bowed and exited the

Nathaniel arrived at the study.

wanted to see me privately. Do you already have

at him and said, “Yes, on the day of the banquet, I’ll assign

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