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,

study. I have

Romello instructed.

“Yes.”

to its

breakfast

as she was forced to check on Phoebe’s

expression as he headed off to the National

resentment toward Romello deepened with each passing

was beginning to recover from the soreness, allowing him to move

on his own.

to the study to remotely manage the quarterly reports of

few minutes later, a bodyguard knocked on the

Nathaniel went to Angle yesterday, trying to

turning cold as

seems he was discreetly ushered

pondered the situation and asked, “Did he meet

“No.”

initially stern expression

“You may leave.”

and exited the

arrived at the study.

wanted to see me privately. Do you already

“Yes, on the day of the

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