<b>Chapter </b><b>367 </b>


    The big hand around my waist tightened almost imperceptibly for a couple of seconds.


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    I quickly nced at Nathan’s face. His chiseled jaw tightened a bit, and his lips pressed together. He said to me, “Victoria, I need to talk to my sister for a minute. Wait here, okay?”


    Since my rebirth, I’d be more suspicious and sensitive. I nodded and turned to walk away.


    Nathan stayed behind to talk to the biracial girl. I nced back and saw that both of their expressions were pretty serious.


    Earlier, I’d taken the chance to size up that young, pretty girl. Even though she had a biracial look, her features leaned Eastern, and she actually looked a bit like Nathan, especially around the eyes and brows.


    Turns out they might actually be blood–rted siblings after all.


    The breeze drifting over from the river carried a hint of coolness through the night.


    As my long hair swept across my cheek, I casually tucked it behind my ear.


    Suddenly, a long–haired guy walked up to me, holding a DSLR camera. He greeted me politely but with obvious excitement, “Miss, we’re with a magazine and currently working on a street style feature. Would you be interested in letting us feature you? It’s a paid opportunity–you’ll get a gift from us, and a free one–year subscription to our magazine.”


    I was a little overwhelmed and didn’t really catch what they were saying, but they were already eagerly showing me theirtest issue, full of shots of fashionable women around the city.


    While I was being surrounded by the staff, Nathan’s cool voice cut in, “Sorry, she’s not interested in being photographed.”


    Right after, Nathan firmly took my wrist and guided me out of their circle.


    “Do you and your sister share the same mother but have different fathers?” I couldn’t help but ask, still curious.


    Nathan nodded. “Yeah, she’s eight years younger than me.”


    “Oh,” I said, “Howe she’s in Shaville?”


    Nathan replied, “She’s here filming a reality show,peting to join a girl group.”


    “She really stands out,” I said with a smile. “I’m sure she’ll get picked.”


    Nathan smiled. “I’ve already helped her make <i>some </i>connections. She’ll seed.”


    You’re such a good brother,” I praised him with a grin.


    “Yeah, she’s always been hardworking. I just hope she can make a name for herself doing what she loves,” Nathan said, a touch of mncholy in his eyes.


    I looked at him, and he looked back at me. The next second, he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and leaned down to kiss my forehead. “Victoria, I’ll introduce you to my sister next time, okay?”


    “It’s fine, I don’t mind,” I replied. Honestly, I wasn’t really looking to get close to his family, since I wasn’t even sure about us.


    Right now, my mindset was basically that of a yer–I was just here to enjoy myself, not thinking about the future at all. As long as


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    things were fun right now, that was enough for me.


    Nathan paused for a moment, then asked in a slightly sour tone, “You don’t want to meet my family?”


    “Let’s just go with the flow,” I said with a faint smile.


    “Alright,” Nathan said, not pushing it. He held me a bit tighter.


    That night, I went to Nathan’s hotel. He had a suite with a gorgeous night view right outside the window.


    Nathan must have had some formal business to attend to today–he was dressed more sharply than usual in a crisp white shirt, and his hair was perfectly styled. He really looked the part of a sessful businessman.


    Once we got inside, we didn’t get down to business right away. Nathan seemed preupied, like he had a lot on his mind. He had drinks and food sent up, then handed me half a ss of red wine.


    “Victoria, I’m really happy you came back to the hotel with me today,” Nathan said, leaning against the balcony railing with the city lights twinkling behind him. His gaze was intense, almost burning.


    With azy air, I took a sip of my wine and gave him a teasing smile. “Who knew you were so easy to satisfy.“.


    Nathan chuckled, looking down. “When work keeps piling up, you start appreciating the little things in love. And honestly, I’ve been waiting around for you all these years…”


    I froze for a second, realizing that Nathan’s feelings for me had turned into a kind of obsession, something deeply embedded in his soul.


    “Are you disappointed?” I asked him.


    “Why would you say that?” Nathan looked over, a bit taken aback.


    I turned away, looking out at the distant city lights. “Honestly, a lot of times, people get obsessed with someone because they’ve imagined them as perfect. It’s like how so many people are always hung up on their first love.”


    Nathan stared at me, his eyes full ofplicated emotion’s.


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