Chapter 120

He did as she wanted; she should be feeling really happy now.
Nina remained silent.
Seeing their gloomy faces, Linda tried to lighten the mood, saying, “Nina, why don’t you stay and have dinner with me?”
“I’m telling you, the cook’s dishes here are really delicious. Whatever you want to eat, she can make it. Isn’t that amazing? You must try her cooking!” Linda introduced eagerly.
Nina’s gaze shifted to Linda. “It’s not necessary…”
“It is, it is,” Linda quickly replied, then looked at Nash as if she hadn’t said it to him, “Mr. York, can Nina stay for dinner with me? I’ve been here for so long, and I don’t even have someone to eat with. It’s very lonely.”
Nash glanced at Nina and said indifferently, “As you wish.”
Satisfied with the response, Linda continued to pester Nina, “See, Mr. York agreed, it’s okay.”
She was afraid Nina would feel awkward with Nash around.
“Okay then.”
Nina didn’t delay any further and agreed to have dinner with her.
“This quiet place suddenly became lively, I’m so happy!” Linda said with a smile.
Nash looked at Nina and said distantly, “Are you going to stand here all the time?”
Feeling his displeasure, Nina pursed her lips and understood her place, “I’ll go to the kitchen.”
But Linda didn’t intend that, “No, Nina is a guest, how can she go to the kitchen? She can stay here with me…” Nina said, “I’ll still go to the kitchen, you both can talk.”
She insisted on going to the kitchen, with a hint of defiance and stubbornness, and disappeared from their sight. Linda wanted to say something more, but seeing her leaving without a glance back, she sighed quietly.
She didn’t mean to treat Nina as a helper.
She turned back, a bit puzzled, and asked, “Mr. York, isn’t she your secretary? Aren’t you treating her like a helper?”
Nash’s expression turned extremely cold, his eyes sharp as he locked gazes with Linda. In that moment, the icy aura emanating from him made her stiffen involuntarily. Had she said something wrong?
She couldn’t help but clench her fists to relieve the pressure, only to hear him say icily, “Linda, if you’re smart, you wouldn’t go saying unnecessary stuff.”
Just a moment ago, they were chatting just fine, but as soon as Nina arrived, his demeanor changed instantly. Linda sensed danger. Perhaps she had said too much.
Nash’s temperament was unpredictable. Touching his sore spots meant he wouldn’t show any mercy.
Understanding his boundaries, Linda refrained from being too outspoken and tactfully apologized, “Sorry, Mr. York. I shouldn’t have said those things.”
Nash didn’t respond to her, his face cold and distant, his gaze flicking towards the kitchen before he stood up and left the living room.
Linda watched his retreating figure, still somewhat enamored by his towering, godlike presence that had rescued her. She longed to get to know him better in the future so she wouldn’t make mistakes, to show him that she was obedient and could win his favor.
A smile played on her lips, filled with anticipation for the days ahead.
Nina was in the kitchen. Rather than saying she was accompanying Linda, it was more like she was accompanying them. Nash showed no intention of leaving. This was within Nina’s expectations. She was intentionally here, hoping for an opportunity.
Linda wasn’t as apprehensive of Nash as she had been initially. On the contrary, she was quite enthusiastic about him. Perhaps being given a place to stay made her believe that Nash was truly the best person to her, so she became a bit closer to him.
“Nina,” Linda suddenly spoke from behind.
Nina didn’t turn around, plucking the leaves of the vegetables in her hand.
“How many years have you been by Mr. York’s side?” Linda asked curiously.
Nina paused. “Why are you asking so many questions?”
“I just want to know how long you’ve been by Mr. York’s side. Do you know him well?”