Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 100

Madison did not believe Christina was capable of any hing. Nathaniel must have spoken that without much thought.

Yet, seconds later, Nathaniel agreed. “All right. Make sure you learn a thing or two from her then.”

Madison pondered whether Nathaniel’s comment was meant as a joke. Christina, who comes from a nouveau-rich family, might be a university graduate, but she’s just an unaccomplished designer. She may have knowledge about sewing and tailoring, but I doubt she knows anything about red wines and their production years. Yet, he still wants her to be there? Even if Nathaniel protective of her, he shouldn’t risk turning an important lunch into a circus!

A few seconds later, she composed herself. With an idea forming in mind, she clenched her teeth and

flashed a smirk.

“Certainly, I will.” Madison left after that.

As soon as she heard the door closing, Christina emerged like a startled rabbit, staring incredulously as she asked, “You don’t intend to take me to that lunch, do you?”

“Any problem with that?” A cold glint flashed across Nathaniel’s eyes.

Christina was on the verge of tears when she gazed into his steady eyes. Of course, there is! A big problem! How on earth did he find the confidence to say that to Madison? Even the smallest mistake in an event like that could make me a laughingstock!

Christina wanted to refute, but after meeting his piercing gaze, she swallowed the words that had formed in her throat.

“All right. As long as you don’t think there’s a problem, it’s fine with me,” she responded. What else can I say?

A few moments later, Sebastian came in, bringing some snacks for supper and arranging them on the coffee table.

As Christina caught a whiff of the aroma, she eagerly began eating the snacks, much like a hungry. squirrel foraging for a meal.

Nathaniel walked over and saw her stuffing her cheeks full as if she was worried someone might snatch her food away. “Just stick close to me throughout the heal.”

At that point, Christina was no longer thinking about the business lunch. “So when you said I was capable, were you actually referring to yourself being capable?” she casually remarked while taking a bite of the lamb shank. Did he not say my capabilities were on par with Madison’s? So he was only saying that because he knew I could count on him?

“Isn’t that true?” Nathaniel sliced the steak into parts and stuffed a piece into her mouth.

With her mouth full of food, Christina could only not in response, unable to speak. I’ve never met someone who would go to such lengths to praise himself.

Christina, being the only one indulging in the supper, tending to his beloved pet, continuously fed her and

consumed most of the food. Nathaniel, as if

served as she cleared her plate.

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He was surprised by the hearty appetite of someone with such a petite body.

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“Go to the bar counter and get yourself a drink. I need to take care of something, but I’ll be back soon,” Nathaniel instructed as he stood up and returned to his seat, his gaze fixed on the screen.

Indeed, Christina felt thirsty. Sebastian had prepared a delicious spread of food, but there was no drink. to quench her thirst.

She walked to the bar counter and stared at all the wine bottles, uncertain which one contained drinking water.

Upon spotting the Anglandurn word “fruit” on one of the bottles, she assumed it must be fruit juice. and decided to give it a try.

As she unscrewed the cap, a delightful aroma of blueberries greeted her senses. She poured herself a full glass of the beverage and began drinking. Why does it taste so peculiar? It has a slightly fermented flavor. Could it be expired?

Christina took another sip of the blueberry beverage, which stained her lips, but the sweet, fermented taste continued to confuse her.

After completing his work, Nathaniel took a sidelong glance at the room but did not see her around.

As he approached the bar counter, he noticed a small figure sitting in a corner, holding a small bottle in

her hand.

Walking over, he crouched down slightly and glanced at the Anglandurn words on the bottle. “Why did you drink wine? Didn’t you say you were thirsty and wanted water?”