Seeing Nicholas about to leave the room, Nathan clutched the fifteen-million-dollar, priceless bottle of Heartward Pills and carefully hurried after him. "Nicholas, where are you going?"
Nicholas nonchalantly adjusted his cuffs, his exquisitely perfect profile devastatingly handsome.
He smiled, a devilish glint in his eyes. "To attend a family dinner. And while I'm at it... discuss the implementation details of a certain childhood engagement."
Nathan was completely bewildered.
What?
A childhood engagement?
Nicholas? A childhood engagement? Had Nicholas lost his mind, or was he hallucinating?
***
Just as Nicholas stepped out of the VIP floor elevator, a woman in a sky-blue luxury suit rushed toward him.
"Nicholas..."
The woman's face was tear-streaked and pitiful, her eyes red-rimmed and her long lashes dotted with crystalline tears.
When she saw Nicholas, her voice was a deliberately soft, choked sob. "I'm so sorry, Nicholas, it's all my fault... It's all my fault! I was just so worried about Brianna. I heard she was in a car accident, and I just wanted to see her... But I didn't expect, I didn't expect her to get so agitated. I really didn't mean for it to happen..."
She sniffled, tears rolling down her cheeks. "I was so scared... If anything happened
to Brianna, I would never be able to forgive myself."
As she spoke, she tried to lean into Nicholas's arms.
Nicholas, his path blocked, lazily lifted his narrow, captivating eyes.
Though they were the same alluring eyes, his fleeting glance was incredibly cold.
The woman froze on the spot, not daring to take another step.
Her outstretched hand hung awkwardly in mid-air, as awkward as the tears rolling down her face.
Nicholas's cool gaze swept over her.
On Isabella's prim and proper face, her eyes were red, but her makeup was immaculately retouched.
Her eyeliner had clearly been redrawn, and her lipstick was a vibrant, striking color.
A blatant sneer touched the man's
lips. His low, lazy voice was flat, yet
filled with mockery. "Oh? Miss
Lancaster is so worried aboutnet
Brianna's well-being, yet she still found time to touch up her makeup?"
Isabella's fake sobs died in her throat. The expression on her perfectly made-up face stiffened, a flicker of humiliation and panic showing in her eyes at being exposed content
She clenched her fists, instinctively trying to explain. "Nicholas, n-no, that's not it,
I..."
"Miss Lancaster, my sister doesn't need irrelevant people hanging around," Nicholas said, his voice exceptionally cool. He didn't even bother to look at Isabella "Out of respect for Mr. Lancaster, won't hold this against you. The best apology you can offer... is to stay far away from Brianna."
With that, Nicholas strode past Isabella and left the hospital.
Isabella stared blankly at Nicholas's departing back. She wanted to stop him, but the memory of the coldness in his eyes sent a shiver of fear through her.
She clenched her fists, her face pale with anger.
Nicholas must be treating her this way because... because he blames her for causing Brianna's episode.
He must be angry with her.
How was she supposed to know Brianna was so fragile? That just a few words would be enough to trigger an attack.
She was just trying to be nice! As Brianna's future sister-in-law, she had come specially to visit.
It was Brianna who had been hostile, snapping at her and telling her to get out of the
room, saying she would never accept her as a sister-in-law.
That's why she lost her temper for a moment...
And said a few more things than she should have! That's all!
It wasn't her fault.
Brianna was the one who yelled at her first, who lost her temper with her first.