Dumping Him for His Uncle (Natasha and Zachary) novel Chapter 57

"Wasn't it you who had something to say to me?" Zachary turned the question back on her, catching Natasha off guard. She couldn't help but laugh softly.

Then, she lifted her eyes and looked straight at him.

"You've done so much for me. I really should say something," she said, pausing deliberately.

Zachary's gaze flickered slightly.

It was the first time Natasha had seen him look so uncertain. The contrast was almost overwhelming.

"But I haven't figured out what to say yet. Perhaps I'll tell you when I do," Natasha said lightly. Of course, she deliberately left him hanging.

Zachary's hands tightened into fists, his frustration obvious. Realizing his mask was slipping, he quickly schooled his expression.

"It was nothing. There's no need to thank me," he said.

Zachary had completely boxed himself in, and Nigel, hiding behind a tree, was frustrated. He muttered under his breath, "I told you to flirt with her, not show off how great and heroic you are!"

But no matter how many cheesy lines Nigel fed into his earpiece, Zachary couldn't bring himself to say them, especially not when he locked eyes with Natasha's sparkling, seductive gaze.

"So, are you saying I'm free to go, Mr. Foster?" Natasha tilted her head, looking at him with a feigned expression of confusion.

Zachary hesitated, struggling for an excuse to make her stay.

"You should tell her, 'I'm doing all this to get your attention. How about having dinner with me tonight?'"

The answer was practically fed to him, but Zachary just responded with a low hum.

Nigel, watching through the trees, nearly ripped his earpiece out. But before he could start mourning the failed plan, he saw Natasha casually stepping closer to Zachary.

Zachary looked completely lost, stumbling backward until he hit a tree.

Natasha stopped right in front of him.

Nigel froze in surprise and slowly shifted closer for a better view.