Chapter 1803
Nathan mentioned Felix''s name and nced cautiously towards Carol''s direction to gauge her
reaction.
Carol simply arched an eyebrow before taking a sip of her soup.
Fiona, sitting nearby, was still trying to coax her, “Carol, you really should try this, it''s delicious and
Nathan swears by its beauty benefits.”
Though Nathan was often unremarkable, flirtatious around women, he had been pretty decent to his
sister over the years.
Carol took another bite of the slow-cooked peach pork, feeling utterly content. She was even
beginning to wish she didn''t have to leave.
But just then, her phone buzzed. It was Felix calling. Her brow furrowed in annoyance as she took
the phone and pressed the answer button.
“Where are you?”
These days, Felix''s most frequent questions were about her whereabouts.
ncing at the time, Carol realized it was already eight in the evening. On Christmas'' Day, she had
stayed at Nathan''s house thiste.
"Out."
"Come home for dinner."
"I''ve already eaten, Mr. Brown; you can dine alone."
Felix''s tone instantly darkened, “Carol, I’ve told you not to make me angry.”
Carol felt a surge of irritation but knew all too well that if Felix got angry, she would be the one to
suffer.
“I''ll be back soon.”
"Before nine."
Upon hearing those words, she hung up.
Nathan had overheard the conversation and knew she was about to leave, feeling a pang of regret.
Carol stood up, grabbing her bag from the side, “Sorry for intruding today.”
Nathan hurried after her, “Let me drive you.”
Carol raised an eyebrow but didn’t refuse. As she stepped into the car, she stumbled slightly, and
Nathan quickly caught her hand. It was so soft that he couldn''t resist giving it a gentle squeeze.
Carol withdrew her hand and settled into the seat, “Just drop me off a few blocks away from the
Miller family mansion; I''ll walk the rest of the way.”
Nathan felt a twinge of regret; he had held her hand for just a mere two seconds.
“Okay.”
The car headed in that direction, and after about half an hour, which included waiting at traffic lights,
they stopped at an intersection.
Coincidentally, Felix''s car was next to theirs. Nathan recognized it, and it was obvious Felix
recognized his car too.
The window slowly rolled down, revealing Felix''s face, “Nathan?”
Nathan didn’t dare lower his window; Carol was sitting right beside him in the passenger seat. He
wanted to floor the elerator and run the red light, but Carol''s hand caught his.
Her tone was nonchnt, “Just lower it a crack; he won''t see me. What are you afraid of?”
Bewildered by the soft touch, Nathan almost lost the ability to think for himself and lowered the
window just a sliver.
“Felix, didn’t you have ate meeting? Where are you off to now?”
"Just heading back to check on something."
Nathan was nervous, especially when Felix''s gaze shifted towards him; he couldn''t shake the
feeling that he was secretly hooking up with his buddy’s wife.
He was fearful and guilty, yet Carol''s fingers were ying lightly with his, a subtle enticement.
Was Carol actually making a move on him? Nathan''s mind was in turmoil; he hadn’t even fully
processed whatever else Felix had said, preupied with the warmth and softness of Carol''s
fingertip.
After Felix’s car drove off, Nathan remained stationary. Carol''s fingers had already let go of his, but
the honking from outside brought him back to reality, “If you don’t move, the cops will be over soon.”
Nathan snapped out of his daze and pressed the gas pedal. The car stopped about five hundred
meters from the Miller family mansion, and Carol was about to get out when Nathan caught her
arm.
“What was that about, Ms. Miller?”
Carol looked at his trembling hand; he was clearly nervous. She settled back into her seat, “What
do you think it meant?”
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“Carol, I’m not an idiot; you were flirting with me.”
Carol burst intoughter at his admission, noting the flush of embarrassment on his face; she
leaned in closer.