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Madison did not believe Christina was capable of any hing. Nathaniel must have spoken that without much thought.
Yet, seconds later, Nathaniel agreed. “All right. Make sure you learn a thing or two from her then.”
Madison pondered whether Nathaniel’s comment was meant as a joke. Christina, who comes from a nouveau-rich family, might be a university graduate, but she’s just an unaccomplished designer. She may have knowledge about sewing and tailoring, but I doubt she knows anything about red wines and their production years. Yet, he still wants her to be there? Even if Nathaniel protective of her, he shouldn’t risk turning an important lunch into a circus!
A few seconds later, she composed herself. With an idea forming in mind, she clenched her teeth and
flashed a smirk.
“Certainly, I will.” Madison left after that.
As soon as she heard the door closing, Christina emerged like a startled rabbit, staring incredulously as she asked, “You don’t intend to take me to that lunch, do you?”
“Any problem with that?” A cold glint flashed across Nathaniel’s eyes.
Christina was on the verge of tears when she gazed into his steady eyes. Of course, there is! A big problem! How on earth did he find the confidence to say that to Madison? Even the smallest mistake in an event like that could make me a laughingstock!
Christina wanted to refute, but after meeting his piercing gaze, she swallowed the words that had formed in her throat.
“All right. As long as you don’t think there’s a problem, it’s fine with me,” she responded. What else can I say?
A few moments later, Sebastian came in, bringing some snacks for supper and arranging them on the coffee table.
As Christina caught a whiff of the aroma, she eagerly began eating the snacks, much like a hungry. squirrel foraging for a meal.
Nathaniel walked over and saw her stuffing her cheeks full as if she was worried someone might snatch her food away. “Just stick close to me throughout the heal.”
At that point, Christina was no longer thinking about the business lunch. “So when you said I was capable, were you actually referring to yourself being capable?” she casually remarked while taking a bite of the lamb shank. Did he not say my capabilities were on par with Madison’s? So he was only saying that because he knew I could count on him?
“Isn’t that true?” Nathaniel sliced the steak into parts and stuffed a piece into her mouth.
With her mouth full of food, Christina could only not in response, unable to speak. I’ve never met someone who would go to such lengths to praise himself.
Christina, being the only one indulging in the supper, tending to his beloved pet, continuously fed her and
consumed most of the food. Nathaniel, as if
served as she cleared her plate.
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He was surprised by the hearty appetite of someone with such a petite body.
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“Go to the bar counter and get yourself a drink. I need to take care of something, but I’ll be back soon,” Nathaniel instructed as he stood up and returned to his seat, his gaze fixed on the screen.
Indeed, Christina felt thirsty. Sebastian had prepared a delicious spread of food, but there was no drink. to quench her thirst.
She walked to the bar counter and stared at all the wine bottles, uncertain which one contained drinking water.
Upon spotting the Anglandurn word “fruit” on one of the bottles, she a**umed it must be fruit juice. and decided to give it a try.
As she unscrewed the cap, a delightful aroma of blueberries greeted her senses. She poured herself a full gla** of the beverage and began drinking. Why does it taste so peculiar? It has a slightly fermented flavor. Could it be expired?
Christina took another sip of the blueberry beverage, which stained her lips, but the sweet, fermented taste continued to confuse her.
After completing his work, Nathaniel took a sidelong glance at the room but did not see her around.
As he approached the bar counter, he noticed a small figure sitting in a corner, holding a small bottle in
her hand.
Walking over, he crouched down slightly and glanced at the Anglandurn words on the bottle. “Why did you drink wine? Didn’t you say you were thirsty and wanted water?”
Christina knitted her brows slightly, struggling to hear Nathaniel’s words clearly. Feeling a wave of dizziness after drinking the beverage, she muttered, Your fruit juice must have expired… It tastes. absolutely awful…”
When Nathaniel was about to explain to her that she had drunk wine, he felt a weight on his shoulder. He looked over and saw that Christina had pa**ed out her head resting on his shoulder.
Christina’s warm breath caressed his neck, evoking a tingling sensation that coursed through his body, causing his nerves to tighten with anticipation.
A faint smirk appeared on his lips as he lifted her gently into his arms.
He then left the office and took the elevator to get to the parking lot.
As Madison continued to sort through documents in the oflice, her attention was momentarily diverted when she looked up and noticed Nathaniel cirrying Christina in his arms, walking out of his office.
A frown creased her forehead. How did Christina end in his office?
Madison’s gaze then fell on the white jasmine flowers hanging from Christina’s bag. The unique floral pattern caught her attention, and in an instant, she recognized it as the same design made by Ada, the designer from the Hadley residence! Is that a pure coiidence? How is that possible? If Christina is indeed Ada, then it makes sense why she always covers her face with a mask.
Nathaniel got into the car and ordered, “Scenic Garden Manor.”
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The driver hummed in acknowledgment and started the engine.
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Nathaniel held Christina in his arms as the night grew dark. The interplay of light and shadow flashed by the window, illuminating the face of the woman in his embrace.
Her complexion was as luminous as a pearl, and her long eyelashes delicately rested on her lower eyelids, giving her a doll-like demeanor that tugged at one’s heart.
The subtle aroma of alcohol intertwined with the natural fragrance emanating from her body, creating a captivating blend that surpa**ed the allure of any wine.
Nathaniel held her close, his eyes closing as he sought rest. The comforting softness in his arms proved irresistible, and he unknowingly drifted off to sleep.
While half-asleep, he remembered the overseas business trip he had taken with Sebastian and Madison
many years ago.
They were in a coastal country, which, although not large in size, was highly industrialized.
The business negotiation went smoothly, and after dinner, Nathaniel had some wine. When he returned to the hotel, he started feeling unwell.
His body felt like an ignited torch, with every drop of blood and every cell boiling within him.
When Madison tried to show concern for him, he forcefully pushed her away and spent the whole night lying in a bathtub filled with iced water.
Since that day, he developed an allergic response to women. His body would turn red whenever he was in physical contact with women. In more severe cases, he would experience breathing difficulties that could endanger his life.
Whenever his body came into contact with women, he would relive the torment of that night repeatedly, as if trapped in an endless cycle of suffering.
Half an hour later, the car stopped.
The driver turned around to look at him, only to be met with Nathaniel’s icy expression that froze the air, creating a palpable tension in the atmosphere.
Nathaniel opened his eyes, feeling cold sweat bead on the sides of his cheeks.
He held Christina securely in his arms as he carried her out of the car.
Returning to the room, he gently placed her on the bed and embraced her tightly once again. Despite the ample space on the bed, they occupied only a small corner of it.
The room fell into an unusual silence, and only the woman’s warmth had the power to quell the tempestuous turmoil in his heart.
Nathaniel hugged the petite body even more tightly, hoping to merge their beings into a harmonious
whole.
