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Sheena nodded with a smile, watching the man’s figure disappear completely down the hallway. It was not until she turned around that her gaze gradually turned cold.

Sheena opened the private room door and found it quiet inside, with Nathaniel alone on the sofa, sipping red wine.

“Mr. Nicholls, you wouldn’t go so far as to trick me into coming out by claiming there’s an old friend, would you?” Sheena inquired.

Nathaniel poured a glass of red wine for her, smiling wryly. “Nana, do you think I’m that kind of person? The old friend is real, just hasn’t arrived yet. Let’s have a drink and chat while we wait.”

He pushed the full glass of red wine toward her.

Sheena walked in and sat down but did not take the glass.

Seeing she had no intention of drinking, Nathaniel chuckled.

“Just have a glass for my farewell. Nana, you wouldn’t deny me this little favor, right?”

After saying that, he, with a melancholic expression, downed a glass of wine. His blue lost

eyes their former luster. Appearing somewhat unresigned, he filled his glass again, raising it toward Sheena.

Sheena picked up the glass, elegantly swirling the deep red liquid and sniffing it delicately. Then, she asked, “We’ve known each other for so many years, but you wouldn’t be the kind of man to resort to such dirty tactics, right?”

Nathaniel’s expression gradually turned serious. “Are you suspecting that I’ve spiked the drink?”

Sheena remained silent, neither confirming nor denying.

Suddenly, Nathaniel stood up from the sofa, walked up to her, and took the glass from her hand, downing it in one go.

Sheena observed him, still remaining composed.

As if provoked by her lack of trust, Nathaniel grabbed the half–empty bottle of wine from the table, swallowed it hurriedly, and spilled some down his neck. The red liquid stained his pristine white shirt. Having emptied the bottle, he forcefully tossed it against the opposite wall.

It made a loud crash as it shattered into pieces.

“Can you trust me now?”

delicate

Nathaniel staggered a bit, staring at Sheena. He was obviously hurt by Sheena’s remark. Feeling a surge of heat within, he roughly unbuttoned two buttons, revealing his collarbones that complemented his handsome face, exuding a strong allure. Unfortunately, Sheena had no time to appreciate his beauty. She chuckled gently. “It was just a little joke. I’m sorry if that made you

Pset. Since it’s a farewell, Is

indeed have a drink.”

She stood up, opened a new bottle of red wine, filled a fresh glass, and elegantly offered it to Nathaniel. Without hesitation, she downed the entire glass and, after finishing, displayed the empty glass to him.

Noticing that her attention was not on his subtle actions, Nathaniel’s heart sank.

Could it be that with her little pet Elijah around, she had lost interest in observing other men’s physiques?

With this thought, he wearily slumped back onto the sofa, reluctant to accept the situation, and voiced a final query, “Nana, is there really no way… for the two of us?” This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes.”

On this matter, Sheena showed no hesitation, her tone indifferent.

Nathaniel lowered his head further.

Although Sheena could not see his expression, she could unmistakably feel the intense aura of his sadness and despair. Heartbreak was inevitable, but she could not offer any words of comfort, let alone any chance for Nathaniel.

Amid this awkward atmosphere in the private room, the door creaked open softly. A slender figure, walking in high heels, entered the room.

Sheena turned to look and was surprised when she saw the person.

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