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Nash didn't view if that way. Several chance encounters couldn't simply be dismissed as coincidences; there was more to it than meets the eye.

Nina's seemingly genuine joy each time they crossed paths only made it even harder to explain.

"Oh, Mr. York is here too!" Wallace, oblivious to any underlying tension, greeted Nash warmly. "Since everyone's here, let's head to the restaurant. I'll treat you all to a feast." Nash nodded at Wallace but kept his words to a minimum.

After several interactions, Wallace had gleaned some insight into Nash's demeanor - reserved, decisive, not one for small talk - so he didn't so he didn't press further. Scott, gesturing towards the car, said, "Please, Mr. York.

With a stern expression, Nash got into the car without uttering a word. He didn't acknowledge Nina, curious to see if she would react on her own.

Quincy was tactful. He glanced at Nina and offered them a way out, "Nina, why don't you sit next to Mr. York?"

Aware of Nash's discontent, Quincy didn't want Nina to exacerbate the situation, which could cause complications later on.

Nina, taking the hint, understood the need to tread carefully with Nash present. Without hesitation, she got into his car.

As Quincy drove, the atmosphere remained unusually tense.

Nash's tone was icy as he remarked, "Even when you take time off, you manage to coincidentally encounter an old classmate. Why not ride with your classmate?"

Nina found his words peculiar, infused with a hint of bitterness. She glanced at Nash, whose demeanor exuded coldness. "With Mr. Wallace here, knowing that I'm your secretary, it would seem odd if I didn't IL WI you!"

"He also knows you and Scott are old classmates. Is that still odd?" Nash countered.

Nina bit her lip, sensing Nash's disapproval. He seemed to find fault with everything, so she chose to back down and reopened the car door. "Then I'll ride with Scott."

Nash's expression immediately darkened.

Fortunately, Quincy was quick to react. He locked the car door and stepped on the gas pedal to stop Nina's attempt to exit.

Unable to leave the car, Nina ceased her struggle.

A fire simmered in Nash's chest, unable to find an outlet, leaving him in a state of restless agitation.

He couldn't comprehend why Nina seemed to intentionally provoke him lately, causing his emotions to fluctuate.

As Nina sat in the car, her gaze fixed ahead, her mind trailed Nash.

It was a habit she had developed as his secretary.

However, now more than ever, she had to be vigilant of his actions to avoid unnecessary. trouble.

After a while, Nina finally inquired with concern, "Have you checked into that woman, Mr. York?"

Nash responded coldly, "Isn't that your responsibility?"

Hadn't he looked into it personally? Did he believe it was better to delegate it to her? But did he trust her?

Nina became more proactive. "I've

already started probing. Actually, I wasn't at the office today specifically to investigate that

woman for you, Mr. York. Rest

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approach, however, only seemed to further irk Nash, as if she couldn't wait to get rid of him immediately.

She wasn't just his secretary; she was also his wife. Was there really such a rush?

His expression darkened immediately, and he asked menacingly, "Nina, are you help me find this woman?