Chapter 9 - A Midnight Conversation in Nathaniel’s Private Study Room
Up on the third floor, Lily had finally fallen fast asleep in a warm, comfortable bed inside the grand guest suite.
Unable to settle my own racing thoughts, I walked quietly down the dimly lit hallway toward the main library.
I stopped outside Nathaniel’s private study when I saw the amber glow spilling out from beneath the heavy oak door.
I raised my hand to knock, but the door swung open before my knuckles could even touch the wood.
Nathaniel stood there in shirtsleeves, his tie loosened, looking exhausted yet intensely focused.
“You shouldn't be wandering the halls at midnight, Elena,” Nathaniel said softly, stepping aside to let me enter.
“I couldn't sleep, Mr. Cross... everything that happened tonight still feels like an impossible dream,” I murmured.
“It’s real, Elena. And you and Lily are safe under this roof from now on,” Nathaniel promised, offering a cup of tea.
I walked over to the fireplace, holding the warm ceramic mug between my hands as the flames cast dancing shadows.
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“Why did you really keep us here, Mr. Cross? Wealthy men don’t usually upend their entire lives for a housekeeper,” I asked.
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