The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 590

Watching the corked bottles bob along the violent, rolling waves, carrying her desperate cries for help out to sea, Damaris's eyes flooded with newfound hope.

She pressed her palms together, praying with everything she had that someone—anyone—would find them and bring her home.

***

That evening.

Nathalie arrived at the upscale restaurant with Sophia in tow. The hostess greeted them politely, "The gentleman you're meeting has already arrived."

Nathalie glanced at Sophia. "Go on in."

Sophia looked nervous, grabbing the hem of her shirt. "Nathalie... aren't you coming in with me?"

Nathalie offered an encouraging smile. "No. You're the one who needs to thank him. This is between the two of you. I won't third-wheel."

Besides, she genuinely didn't know how to face Freddy.

After practically freezing him out with cold, professional distance just recently, she was suddenly the one initiating contact.

What was she supposed to say if she sat down with him?

It would be incredibly awkward.

Sophia didn't catch onto her internal struggle. Still looking hesitant, she gave a slow nod. "Alright. Thank you."

"I'll grab a coffee downstairs and wait for you. Take your time," Nathalie assured her.

"Okay."

Sophia nodded, turning toward the private dining room. She stood outside the door for a moment, taking a deep breath before finally pushing it open.

Nathalie turned and headed downstairs to the neighboring café. She ordered a latte, pulled out her phone, and started scrolling.

She had ordered Nicol to continue tracking Damaris. Deep down, she didn't entirely trust Lance.

She had a lingering suspicion that her so-called husband was hiding something from her.

But they were technically business partners right now, so she couldn't exactly interrogate him without proof.

Unfortunately, Nicol had hit a dead end, causing a crease to form between her brows.

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