The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 345

My have been Felice?

Chapter 345

“What’s even crazier is that he actually paid off people from back then. He made sure th witnesses all swore they’d never even seen me…” Nathalie took a deep breath and looke Freddy. “Honestly, how can someone be that awful?”

Freddy frowned, shaking his head. “That’s seriously messed up. Nathalie, if you want, I c

you dig into this.”

eady got my people on it,” Nathalie said, her voice a little tired. “There’s just nothi

or it yet.”

ther set of eyes mi

w–profile, nobody

Nathalie’s eyes

don’t want

“That’s

tim

ing new,” Freddy said. “My guys are good. Super ey’re up to. I’ll have answers for you fast.”

Still, she hesitated. “Are you sure that’s not too much? way for me.”

gently. “I still feel bad I couldn’t help you hake it up to you. Come on, don’t shut me out.”

glass, finally letting herself

ass to hers. “You won’t

her, and with every sip, arrived, she was actua

used herself and b

big window that

r a second, le

ar figures

with

your grandma

“Well, then I guess I owe you one

e of her stress ease away. By the

oom. The hallway stretched past it, n’s backyard. When she came out, Nathali her cheeks. That’s when she caught a glimp yard gate.

ne saw Felice’s face.

better look.

behind her. “What are you looking at?”

ing away from the window. “Nothing, just needed some air.”

ner face, which

bly head

“Think you’ve had enough for tonight.

n, and she knew better

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already called a driver Freddy said “hould be here

“Alright”

Back at the table, Nathalie pulled out her phone and shot a quick text to ticol

Nathalie: I think I just saw Felice. Can you check outside for me?

Nicol: On it.

A few minutes passed before her phone buzzed again.

Nicol: Ms. Blair, she’s not around. I don’t see her.

Nathalie stared at her phone, a knot of confusion tightening in her chest. Did she imagine it?

“Nathalie, the driver’s here,” Freddy called softly.

“Oh, coming.”

She tucked her phone away, standing up to follow him out of the tavern. At the door, she didn’t notice the step–her mind still turning over what she’d seen. Her foot slipped, and before she could catch herself, Freddy reached out and steadied her with one arm.

“Are

you alright? Can you walk?” His voice was gentle but worried.

Nathalie steadied herself, embarrassed but grateful. “Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for catching me

She’d just been distracted, not actually drunk direddy opened the car door for her, and they left together.

Far off, hidden in the darkness outside, a bodyguard snapped a photo of that moment and sent it off right away. Across the ocean, just as he walked into a hotel lobby, a certain man’s phone buzzed with the message.

He saw the photo–Freddy’s arm around Nathalie, the two of them close–and in that moment, his face darkened, any trace of calm gone.