Chapter 93


    Nadine was curled up there, clutching a pocket watch in her hand. Brad recognized it. It was an old piece. It was so wom that the patterns on its casing were almost indistinguishable. Somehow, it had be


    her treasure.


    Brad sat beside her, intending to wake her up and send her to bed. Suddenly, he heard her murmur softly


    in her sleep. “Jack, stop it. It tickles…”


    Nadine was sound asleep, unaware of Brad’s presence. As she murmured, her <b>hand </b>still clutched the pocket watch. A smile graced her face.


    Brad, who was bending over to wake Nadine, froze. The atmosphere in the room grew suffocating with a


    palpable tension.


    His hand was suspended in mid–air. He was just inches away <b>from </b>touching Nadine. But he stopped his


    actions as his gaze darkened.


    Jack? Who was that? Her lover? So, she asked for a divorce to be with Jack? Wasn’t it Tyler?


    In an instant, Brad’s anger surged. Without thinking, he shoved Nadine hard. “Get up!” he barked harshly.


    Nadine, who was fast asleep and unprepared, rolled off the sofa from his push. Fortunately, the carpet cushioned her fall, preventing any injuries.


    Seeing Brad s


    sitting on the sofa, Nadine sprang up instinctively, shedding her soft and vulnerable demeanor. She red at him fiercely. “Where’s Sean? Where did you take him?”


    Brad’s eyes were filled with mockery. He nced at her fair face and adjusted his posture to sit more


    Since


    Sean was still in his hands and not his biological son, Nadine couldn’t afford to be careless. She


    changed her tone and pleaded. “Brad, please tell me where my son is. I really miss him.”


    Brad, who was now in control, leaned back against the sofa. His gaze leisurely drifted to Nadine. “Is this how you ask for a favor?” His voice was soft butced with menace.


    Nadine, who wasered and desperate, had no choice but to swallow her pride. She had to endure it


    for Sean.


    Nadine took a deep breath to suppress her anger and spoke softly. “Dear Mr. Hamilton, could you please


    tell me where Sean is? He’s still very young. If he’s done anything to offend you, I kindly ask for your understanding. Please don’t hold it against a child.”


    Nadine humbled herself greatly, appearing utterly submissive


    Brad sensed that if he asked her to kneel, she wouldn’t hesitate toply. The thought of her calling out


    to “Jack” only fueled his anger, making him even more reluctant to let her off easily.


    “Not bad,” Brad conceded, “but I haven’t had dinner yet. His implication was clear, and Nadine


    understood perfectly.


    Originally, she wanted tosh out at him and walk away. But she could only bow and scrape for Sean.


    Clenching her teeth, she said, “Please wait a moment, Mr. Hamilton. I’ll check the fridge for any avable


    ingredients.” With that, Nadine turned to the kitchen.Têxt ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Brad sat on the couch with his legs crossed. He watched her slender figure busying herself for him. That made some of his anger dissipate.


    He took out his phone and sent a message to Cameron. “Investigate Nadine Scott’s personal


    rtionships. All of them!”