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, “Okay.”

to the study. I have something to discuss with you,”

Romello instructed.

“Yes.”

returned to its

their breakfast ended.

as she was forced to

wore a bitter expression as he headed off to the National Investigation Bureau, worn out from running errands these past few

deepened

the soreness, allowing him to

on his own.

the study to remotely manage the quarterly reports

few minutes later, a bodyguard knocked on

it out. Mr. Nathaniel went to Angle yesterday, trying to meet Mrs. Jenkins,” the bodyguard reported.

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

seems he was discreetly ushered

situation and asked, “Did he meet Elliot?”

“No.”

stern expression grew

“You may leave.”

bodyguard respectfully bowed and

arrived at

me privately. Do

day of the

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