Nathalie turned and walked out of the warehouse, distancing herself from the endless chorus of agonizing groans.
Steady footsteps echoed behind her. Lance stopped just a few paces away. His somber gaze landed heavily on her as he asked, “You don’t suspect me?”
Nathalie turned to face him, her tone unnervingly calm. “You caught the Juy. Did you get my IDs back?”
Aaron stepped out from the shadows, an apologetic look on his face. “I’m so sorry, Ms. Blair. Your documents were completely shredded.”
He held out a bag, showing her the chopped–up pieces of her passport
and ID.
Nathalie lowered her gaze, letting out a soft sigh. “Fine.”
She turned to leave.
Suddenly, a warm, firm hand wrapped around her wrist. The heat from his
alm radiated through her skin, chasing away the nighttime chill.
Nathalie furrowed her elegant brows and yanked her arm free. “What else do you want?”
Lance kept his eyes fixed on her. “You don’t suspect me?”
Her thick lashes fluttered slightly before she replied, “I suspect you. I suspect everyone.”
Lance’s expression darkened.
‘I had nothing to do with this.”
His voice was low, laced with a sense of helplessness that she wasn’t sure was real or just a trick of her imagination.
Suddenly, Nathalie’s mind flashed back to the earthquake.
“Since I didn’t save you back then, why did you hide the truth?” she
demanded. “Watching me act so stubborn and devoted–did you think it
s a hilarious joke?”
ce’s pupils constricted. He closed the distance between them. “You
W?”
Yes.” Nathalie’s eyes flashed with anger. “The person I saved was Jackson! Why would you le that from me?!”
Lance abruptly grab
know, what do yo
His sudden ag
“I just want
Lance’s
only
shoulders, leaning in close. “Now that you
ght her off guard. She shoved him away.
y you lied to me!”
the emotions swirling in her eyes but found them decipherable.
guess what she was thinking.
s dropped to his sides. They were getting a divorce anyway; as the point of agonizing over the past?
ace quickly smoothed into a calm mask. “I’ll drive you home.”
Not going to answer?” Nathalie scoffed. “Then what’s the point of constantly asking if I suspect you? Is this really beneath you?”
Lance stiffened for a fraction of a second before turning and walking toward the car.
Nathalie look
Aaron
ome.”
her. He pulled out his phone you need me? Okay, I’ll be
He spun around and darted back into the warehouse.
Nathalie was left speechless.
She glanced at the other bodyguards, but none of them dared to meet her
eyes.
Glaring fiercely at Lance’s back, she stomped out of the warehouse lot.
His attitude was infuriating, and he refused to give her a straight answer. There was no way she was getting in his car!
She kicked herself for not driving her own car here.
But after just a few steps, rapid footsteps approached from behind. Before she could react, strong arms wrapped around her, lifting her effortlessly off the ground.
Put me down!”
Nathalie thrashed, hitting his chest wildly.
Lance ignored her completely, carrying her straight to the
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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