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The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Confined in His Arms

Estelle Lockwood was a little stunned.

Nathaniel Sloan said he wanted to turn over a new leaf.

The man’s fingertips rested on her jaw, brushing against Estelle Lockwood’s lips, whether intentionally or not.

From Nathaniel Sloan’s perspective, he could see every flicker of emotion on Estelle Lockwood’s face.

Nathaniel Sloan felt he was indeed being too aggressive. ’He was demanding Estelle Lockwood give him a chance, but did she have to?’

But if she refused, Nathaniel Sloan had her completely enfolded in his embrace. One hand was pressed against her lips and the other was wrapped around her waist, leaving her with no chance to even pull away.

Estelle Lockwood sensed Nathaniel Sloan’s scorching gaze and subconsciously looked up.

Yet the moment their eyes met, the man averted his gaze.

Estelle Lockwood knew Nathaniel Sloan. He only refused to meet her eyes when he couldn’t control his emotions.

’Was he... afraid?’

As Estelle Lockwood’s thoughts wandered, she unconsciously spaced out. It must have been obvious, because Nathaniel Sloan’s fingertip gently traced her lip. The light, ticklish touch carried an undercurrent of intimacy.

"If I hadn’t found out, when were you planning on telling me? Or were you never going to say anything at all?"

He was asking about her identity as Yara Lockwood.

The moment he confirmed that Yara Lockwood was Estelle Lockwood, a sharp pain had pierced Nathaniel Sloan’s heart. He had become keenly aware of one fact.

Estelle Lockwood hadn’t died. She just didn’t want him anymore.

That was why, after learning the truth, he had been cautiously probing her, pushing her step by step while carefully staying within a safe distance.

He was afraid she would run away again.

Estelle Lockwood snapped back to her senses and struggled a little, but found she couldn’t break free. "Why do I have to tell you anything?"

The room seemed to fall silent in an instant, the very air growing heavy.

The man who wielded immense power without ever batting an eye now had a pale cast to his face, as if he had run out of justifications. So he lowered his bottom line again and again, offering himself up as a bargaining chip.

He seemed worried that once Estelle Lockwood’s identity was restored and this pretense between them was torn away, she would no longer have any need for her disguise.

And without the need for a disguise, she would no longer have to stay at Imperial Crest and play games with Nathaniel Sloan.

And then... the worst-case scenario that came to Nathaniel Sloan’s mind was that she would leave.

It didn’t matter if some things weren’t sorted out today. He had to make her stay.

So Nathaniel Sloan said, "No."

Estelle Lockwood pressed her lips together. She wasn’t sure what she was feeling—it was strange, with a touch of bitterness.

"But—" The next moment, however, Nathaniel Sloan spoke again.

He gently pressed her lips. "Back then, I felt both love and guilt for you. Miss Lockwood, a man in that state is the easiest to exploit. I’ll do whatever you want me to do. My power, my wealth—it’s all yours for the taking. Stay by my side, and you can do anything you wish."

Estelle Lockwood had seen many sides of Nathaniel Sloan—indifferent, dignified, nonchalant, and self-assured—but she had never seen him humble himself like this.

Estelle Lockwood processed this for a moment, then raised an eyebrow, translating his words into layman’s terms. "So, Mr. Sloan... you’re saying I should use you as my personal ATM?"

Nathaniel Sloan was noncommittal. "If that’s what you want, then of course."

A lump formed in Estelle Lockwood’s throat.

Nathaniel Sloan’s long lashes lowered, hiding the emotion in his eyes. "According to our agreement, I am still your servant, Miss Lockwood. The contract hasn’t expired. If you leave now, wouldn’t you be at a great loss?"

Only then did Estelle Lockwood remember the ’agreement’ she had made with Nathaniel Sloan on the first day she returned to the country.

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