The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 499

Chapter 499

Chapter 499

Lance’s breathing was heavy and ragged as it brushed against her sensitive skin. He had already torn her bathrobe away, tossing it carelessly onto the floor.

His large hands gripped her waist, the possessive pressure leaving faint, rosy marks against her luminous skin.

“You brought this on yourself, Nathalie.”

They spent the entire night tangled in the sheets.

In the aftermath of their night together, Lance carried her to the bathroom, washed her down, and meticulously applied her skincare and body lotion before finally pulling her against his

Chest to sleep.

By late the next afternoon, Lance and Nathalie made their way down to the basement to see Fabian again.

The man was completely emaciated, practically skin and bones, yet a faint pulse still beat in veins.

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Lance had no intention of letting him die until he got the answers he

needed.

Fabian hung suspended by his wrists, his head lolling forward, his breathing dangerously shallow. The metallic scent of blood hung heavy in the damp air.

Nathalie stood near the doorway, gripping a handgun. She practiced her aim, pointing the barrel straight at him. “Who ordered you to kill me?”

Fabian remained dead silent.

Standing casually to the side, Lance spoke up. “The Green family has been incredibly unstable lately. I’ve been watching from the sidelines, waiting for the perfect moment to step in. When I do, I’ll be carving up

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Lance’s breathing was heavy and ragged as it brushed against her sensitive skin. He had already torn her bathrobe away, tossing it carelessly onto the floor.

His large hands gripped her waist, the possessive pressure leaving faint, rosy marks against her luminous skin.

“You brought this on yourself, Nathalie.”

They spent the entire night tangled in the sheets.

In the aftermath of their night together, Lance carried her to the bathroom, washed her down, and meticulously applied her skincare and body lotion before finally pulling her against his chest to sleep.

By late the next afternoon, Lance and Nathalie made their way down to

the basement to see Fabian again.

The man was completely emaciated, practically skin and bones, yet a faint pulse still beat in his veins.

Lance had no intention of letting him die until he got the answers he

needed.

Fabian hung suspended by his wrists, his head lolling forward, his breathing dangerously shallow. The metallic scent of blood hung heavy in the damp air.

Nathalie stood near the doorway, gripping a handgun. She practiced her aim, pointing the barrel straight at him. “Who ordered you to kill me?”

Fabian remained dead silent.

Standing casually to the side, Lance spoke up. “The Green family has been incredibly unstable lately. I’ve been watching from the sidelines, waiting for the perfect moment to step in. When I do, I’ll be carving up

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the lion’s share of their assets.”

He looked at Fabian with cold detachment. “Are you going to take this secret to your grave, or are you going to protect your family? Think very carefully. Make the wrong choice, and the people you care about will suffer the consequences.”

A flicker of emotion finally broke through Fabian’s dull eyes. He forced his heavy eyelids open, his voice coming out as a agonizing, gravelly rasp. “Did you… make contact with Ken?”

Lance arched an eyebrow. “I did. He’s already here in Cabinda.”

“I need to see him.”

Fabian coughed weakly. “Let me see him, and I’ll tell you everything you want to know.”

Lance let out a low chuckle. “Done.”

He reached out, wrapping his hand around Nathalie’s. “Come on. We’ll

wait outside.”

Once they were out of the suffocating basement, Nathalie looked up at him. “Are you actually bringing Ken down here?”

“Of course,” Lance replied smoothly. “If they don’t meet, how are we supposed to move the board?”

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Nathalie frowned, not entirely following his logic. “Can you just be straight with me for a second?”

Lance smirked. “You’ll see soon enough.”

He gave the order to bring Ken in. Before Ken was allowed anywhere near the basement stairs, Lance’s men practically strip-searched him. They checked every inch of his clothing, ensuring he didn’t have a single concealed weapon or suspicious item on him.

Ken voiced his loud objections, but no one cared.

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He knew exactly what kind of situation Fabian was in now. His cover was blown.

Shoving his glasses back up the bridge of his nose, his face was pale with fury. “Are you done violating me? Can I see him now?”

Lance narrowed his eyes, his gaze locking onto Ken’s thick-rimmed glasses. “I actually really like your frames. Let me borrow them for a bit.”

“You-!”

Ken’s expression contorted with rage. “Are you out of your mind, Lance? Aren’t you afraid my boss is going to retaliate?”

“I’m begging him to try.” Lance scoffed, his dark eyes turning lethal. “Go on. It’s been a while since you two caught up. I’m sure you have a lot to

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