“Mr. Payne, our photos are being taken by the media. Don’t look so mad, now, or you won’t look good at the news.”
Nathan pressed his lips together and ignored her.
But Valerie wasn’t embarrassed at all. She even went so far as to pour herself a glass of red wine and clink it against his.
“Are you waiting for Miss Simmons? I saw her just now.” She paused and took a sip of wine, as if to draw out the suspense.
“She was talking to Mr. Hernandez over at the corridor earlier.”
Nathan’s expression turned even more fierce. Still, he ignored her.
“Why do you trust her so much, anyway? She said that she didn’t want to be alone with Mr. Hernandez so as to avoid any misunderstandings, yet she still met with him. And alone in the corridor, too! Ah, if I’m not mistaken, they also went upstairs together. Aren’t you wondering what they might be doing right now?”
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Nathan finally turned to her again, but only to shoot her a deadly glare.
“I have no interest in speaking with someone who is trying to fool me,” he spat out.
“Your paltry little tricks lack creativity. I’ve already used them on Lucinda myself. They won’t work on me.”
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Valerie froze.
Before she could even get her bearings, Nathan had already stood up and was striding into the villa.
Sonny intercepted him on the way and whispered something to him.
The more diligent reporters had followed him since he left the table, and the skilled ones managed to capture the cold glint in his eyes and the firm set of his jaw behind his mask.
Whatever Sonny said to him, it seemed to anger him even more. Nathan picked up a wine glass from the nearest table and smashed it into the ground.
Crack!
The sharp sound rang out, startling everyone into silence.
Even Santos cut off his speech, and the quartet stopped playing.
ALL eyes turned in the direction of the now visibly furious man, not daring to make a single noise.
Nathan whirled around and glared at Santos through the garden.
“Very well, then! So, you dare to do such a thing under my nose! Your family shall pay for this!”
Santos and his wife exchanged a look, one of confusion and alarm.
The other guests were rooted in place, terrified of doing or saying anything that might divert Nathan’s wrath to themselves.
Was he declaring a war against the Hernandez family? At their own party, in front of all their guests?