Chapter 380

Nathan stood frozen, his jaw clenched as shadows danced across his stormy expression.

Alexander's words still echoed in the silent garden. "I'm going to confess to Evelyn tonight. I can't wait any longer."

The declaration had been delivered with such conviction that it left no room for doubt. Nathan's fingers twitched at his sides, his usually composed demeanor cracking under the weight of unfamiliar emotions.

Why did this feel like a betrayal?

Evelyn's laughter floated through the night air, mingling with Alexander's deeper tones. Nathan watched from the shadows as they disappeared down the rose-lined path, their silhouettes merging in the moonlight.

His pulse roared in his ears.

Every instinct screamed at him to follow, to interrupt whatever moment was unfolding between them. But before he could move—

"Nathan!" Leonard's voice cut through the night. "The investors are asking for you."

Nathan turned sharply, his gaze flickering between his father and the direction Evelyn had gone. "Not now."

Leonard's grip tightened on his arm. "This is important. The Tokyo deal—"

"Handle it yourself." Nathan shook off the restraining hand, already moving toward the garden.

But when he finally broke free and reached the secluded grove, the scene before him stopped him dead.

Alexander stood close—too close—his hands resting on Evelyn's shoulders. The moonlight caught the uncertainty in Evelyn's eyes as she bit her lip.

"Just give me an answer," Alexander pressed, his voice carrying clearly in the quiet night. "Yes or no?"

Nathan's vision tunneled. The champagne flute in his hand shattered, drawing their attention.

Three pairs of eyes locked in the moonlit garden.

The air crackled with unspoken tension.