Chapter 169 Lovestruck
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This woman was indeed devoid of self–respect. Even when confined to his villa in Newport, she managed to draw the attention of numerous mediocre suitors.
He was consumed by panic, prompting him to call Koen.
“Mr. Morgan?” Koen’s voice echoed with concern from the other end.
Lately. Alexander had instigated a war with the Morgan family’s Technologent Group, and the conflict. was escalating. Additionally, Nathaniel was preoccupied with wedding preparations, leaving him with a packed schedule.
Nathaniel cast a stern gaze at the street outside the villa, and declared in a measured tone. “Tomorrow, I will lodge a complaint with the management. The number of unknown gangs recklessly driving around at night is excessive. It’s disrupting my rest.
“Have them dispatch security guards here for inspection, or I’ll ensure the management loses their jobs.”
“Inform the police about these speeding gangs disrupting social order and public safety. Let’s trust that the relevant authorities will address this.”
Koen was taken aback on the other end of the call. He had assumed his boss had called him in the middle of the night for some significant matter, but it was merely about some insignificant speeding gangsters?
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His stride was elegant and poised, gradually closing the distance between them. She found herself short of breath.
He settled down beside her, gently lifting Freya’s cold hands with his, causing her to shudder.
“I haven’t been able to spend much time with you lately, and that’s my fault”
Nathaniel sighed deeply. “I can’t seem to get over you, Fay”
Freya stared at him in disbelief, as if he was a stranger. Was he talking to himself?
He paused, tenderly stroking her hand. Every inch of him was consumed by love.
“You’re getting married soon, Mr. Morgan. It’s only natural that you’d be busy,” Freya smiled, attempting to withdraw her hand unsuccessfully.
Nathaniel was taken aback by her comment, but then he chuckled.
He ignored her remark, and attempted to take Freya phone from her hand.
“Your phone is outdated. I’ll buy you a new one, the test model.”
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She didn’t dare to risk it. If the deleted data in the phone was recovered, she and Sawyer would be unable to conceal their investigation into Nathaniel’s past. If he discovered this, she wouldn’t be able to savor her sweet revenge; she would be dead instead,
She held onto her phone as tightly as she could. “It’s okay, Mr. Morgan. I’ve only had it for six months, it still works perfectly.”
Nathaniel frowned, his grip tightening.
He smirked lightly. “My woman deserves the best.”
Seeing that her phone was about to be seized by him, she panicked.
The mote Freya resisted, the more Nathaniel grew suspicious of her phone.
Freya had a fondness for a sea of tulips. Only those close to her would know this. If someone else knew this fact, it would mean they had taken a deep interest in her past.
She didn’t have many close friends. The good girlfriends she once had three years ago had distanced themselves from her after her stint in jail. They couldn’t be more estranged from her now.
At this moment, Freya had only one close friend, Peyton. Although Peyton was warm and friendly, she was financially strapped.
Such a large–scale five–minute mid–air drone show would have cost hundreds of thousands of dollars, not to mention the cost of the motorbikes.
Jacob used to ride motorbikes for leisure. Nathaniel had once joined him, and his motorbike was worth
Only a man could pull off these stunts. A man who harbored ulterior motives towards her, despite being a complete
bore.
This man had dared to approach Nathaniel’s door to claim his woman, was he courting death?
Don’t let him catch you…
The mysterious app on her phone, the untimely message, the roaring sounds of the motorbikes, and the silhouette of the tall figure that sped away…
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