Chapter 134

“What’s up?” Gavin exchanged a few words with Natalie but she remained silent, prompting him to glance at her again with concern. “Are you okay?”

Natalie turned to look at him, taking a few seconds before responding in a hushed tone. “It’s nothing, just feeling a bit under the weather.”

Gavin decided not to pry further since Natalie wasn’t forthcoming.

The silence lingered between them all the way back to the Prestige Penthouses. Natalie remained quiet throughout the drive.

As soon as Gavin’s car came to a stop, she grabbed her purse and hurriedly opened the door to get out.

“Want me to walk you up?” Gavin, noticing her unsteady steps, quickly got out of the car and offered.

“There’s no need, you better get going. It’s getting late.” Natalie replied in a rush.

Gavin was baffled by her urgency, everything had been fine earlier at the James family dinner. He wondered if something had happened, or perhaps King had assigned her an urgent task.

Scratching his head, Gavin watched as Natalie disappeared around the corner of the flower bed before returning to his car.

as she grasped it, a pair

Brian standing not far ahead, Brian was always impeccably dressed, with not a hair out of place. But now, his suit was unbuttoned, his tie missing, and the

met and Brian curled his lips into

scene

skip and quickly tried to explain, “It wasn’t like that, this

finish, Brian walked up to her, his gaze fixed on her. As he drew closer, Natalie caught the strong scent of whiskey on his breath. He had been

off your phone?” he asked in a

chin.

in a flat tone, “My

long stare, Brian reached out

Chapter 134

smartphone from her purse, handing it over to Brian.

button for a few seconds and then released it, but the screen remained black. It was indeed

family dinner, an engagement she couldn’t miss, having arranged it

few seconds of silence, she asked quietly. “Did you

the phone back in her purse with a light chuckle, responding with a question, “Didn’t you say you’d rather marry a vegetable? Why did you get your sights set on the

twenty–four hours ago, he was reflecting on his regrets about the years of cruelty

seemingly indifferent to his sympathy. Perhaps his overtures were no more than a joke to

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