The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 225

Chapter 225:

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“So what’s with the sudden enthusiasm? You never get involved in any domestic affairs. Aren’t you worried that stepping in this time—especially with Brevard—might break a few rules?”

Nate leaned against the bar, his arm draped over the counter’s edge. His black shirt sleeves were casually rolled up, exposing slightly tanned skin, and his slender fingers curled loosely around his glass. The amber liquor caught the warm glow from the overhead light, casting golden reflections against his knuckles.

He suddenly tipped his head back and drained his drink in one go before lazily glancing at Moses.

“There’s a shipment at the dock tonight. You’re in charge of escorting it.”

Moses blinked.

“What the…”

Nate was clearly throwing a fit. No other explanation seemed to justify his actions.

Beside him, Zack smirked in amusement before quickly masking it with a more serious expression.

“That woman—she’s from the Ford family, isn’t she?” He couldn’t think of any other reason.

Moses arched an eyebrow, his tongue briefly running over his lips as if he had just caught the scent of an intriguing scandal. His sharp gaze locked onto Nate.

“Don’t tell me you’ve actually taken a liking to Carl’s granddaughter?” They all knew why Nate had returned to Lyhaton—to sever the engagement with that very woman. Yet, so much time had passed, and not once had he mentioned it. Naturally, that raised suspicion.

“To be fair, she is stunning—a match for you in that regard. But aside from that, I fail to see what makes her worthy,” Moses remarked bluntly.

Zack gave a slow nod.

“With her skills? She wouldn’t last a day in the Hopkins family, let alone gain anyone’s approval. You know better than anyone that a woman standing by your side has to be able to survive on her own.”

A woman who couldn’t stand on her own wasn’t fit for Nate.

Despite their sharp assessments, Nate’s expression remained unreadable, leaving the two men uncertain whether he was entertained or annoyed. Then, in the stillness, he placed his glass onto the bar with a quiet but deliberate thud. The subtle sound sent a flicker of unease through them. Leaning back, he draped an arm over the barstool, his deep voice steady, yet carrying an undeniable weight.

Lɑτєѕτ cнαρτєrs 𝑖n g𝓪l𝗇ovєl𝑠.𝓬o𝓶

“If she’s willing, I can raise her to the top.” A simple statement—yet one laced with a level of arrogance and dominance that neither Zack nor Moses could ignore.

Nate’s name alone signified absolute power, a position that others could only dream of reaching. Some people were born into a world of wealth and privilege, their lives untouched by the need for love. Nate had always been one of them.

Yet now, he was willing to change that for a woman.

Moses and Zack reached the same startling realization—this man had completely lost his grip on reality, all for the sake of a woman.

“Crazy. You are absolutely crazy!” Moses muttered, hastily reaching for his wine glass to steady his nerves.

Zack maintained his characteristic composure, his eyes reflecting thoughtful consideration.

“A direct approach to bringing her to the Hopkins family home would not only fail to gain their acceptance but might also create unnecessary complications for her. I strongly suggest you reconsider your strategy.”

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