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 something to discuss with you,”

Romello instructed.

“Yes.”

room returned to its quiet state.

their breakfast

she was forced to

he headed off to the National Investigation

resentment toward Romello deepened with each passing

body was beginning to recover from the soreness, allowing

on his own.

made his way to the study to remotely manage the

later, a bodyguard knocked on the

Mr. Nathaniel went to Angle

stopped writing, his tone turning cold as he

it seems he was discreetly

and asked, “Did

“No.”

expression grew calm.

“You may leave.”

and exited the

Nathaniel arrived at the study.

to see me privately. Do you already have a

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

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