CHAPTER 102
Author: Nathan Emorey
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Nathan’s hands were as busy as his complicated mind as he was signing multiple electronic documents of contracts.

Two weeks have passed since he kicked Dave’s butt into prison. Things seemed to have been a bit more calm. Surprisingly, he did not hear a single word or threat from Alex. Well, Alex must have weighed the consequences of messing with the only true Reed and now, he must have run back to his liar.

Well, Nathan knew better than to let his guard down. The silence from Alex wasn’t comforting; it was unnerving. Predators often waited for the perfect moment to strike, and Nathan suspected that Alex, the so-called Red Wolf, was no different.

Nathan’s massive project with Elon Musk was kicking off crazily. The metropolis was set to occupy over 250 square miles and was estimated to house over 5 Million people.

This project was an incredibly massive one. The integration of technology and futuristic elements was one that made finance organisations, technology firms and even t
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    Vanessa took the seat opposite Nathan’s desk, crossing her legs gracefully. Her eyes were a striking shade of green, and her smile was warm, but there was a depth to her gaze that Nathan couldn’t quite read. “I must say, your reputation precedes you, Mr. Reed,” Vanessa began, glancing around the office. “You’ve achieved so much at such a young age. It’s truly impressive.” Nathan chuckled lightly, trying to keep the conversation casual. “Thank you, Ms. Sinclair. But enough about me. Fred mentioned that you have an impressive background yourself. What brings you to my office today?” Nathan still couldn’t get himself to stop admiring Vanessa. Vanessa leaned forward slightly, her expression earnest. “I’ve been following your work with great interest, especially your recent project with Elon Musk. The scale and ambition of your city project are unlike anything I’ve seen before. I believe I can offer significant value to your endeavor.” Nathan nodded, intrigued. “And how exactly do

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    Vanessa proved to be a significant asset over the course of the next few months. Her abilities to manage difficult talks were excellent, her observations were keen, and her plans always worked. Nathan saw that he was always looking forward to their meetings and that he appreciated not just her attractiveness but also her sharp mind and business sense. Everyone in the company began to grow fond of Ms. Vanessa. Wherever she was around, the air was less dense. They began to really love her. Her smile, her patience, her smart sense and her ability to soften a hard rock. These were the things anyone would want in a lady. Even Fred, despite his initial misgivings, had to concede that Vanessa was skilled in her field. She helped them close agreements that had previously looked unattainable by providing new ideas and a different viewpoint. Though he still did not find it in his heart to deal lightly with Vanessa, he managed to trust her a bit to enable smooth flow of business transactio

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    The air in the room grew thick with tension. Nathan reached out, gently taking her hand. “I feel it too, Vanessa. But… we need to be careful. This is our workplace.” He said, gulping down an unhealthy amount of saliva. Nervousness? Fear? She nodded, but didn’t pull away. “I know. But sometimes, you have to take a risk to get what you really want.” Nathan stood up, closing the distance between them. “You’re right. But let’s make sure we’re doing this for the right reasons.” Vanessa’s breath hitched as she looked up at him, her hand gently reaching the surface of his chest, “And what would those reasons be?” Nathan cupped her face in his hands, his thumb brushing her cheek. “Because it feels right. Because we both want this.” Finally, their lips met in a soft, tentative kiss, the spark between them igniting into a full flame. Was Nathan in his subconscious mind? Was he aware that he was engulfed and fully wrapped in the bosom of another lady? A lady he was not dating? His collabo

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    “Fred. why are you here? It is almost midnight. You should be with your family!” Nathan asked, dodging Fred’s clear and precise question. Fred sighed deeply, already knowing what Nathan had gotten himself into. But he was more angry at Vanessa for being so foolish and ungrateful. Where did she have the guts to walk in to a Reed’s office and seduce him? He had always known better than to trust Vanessa. So was her intent to get pregnant for the head of the Reed empire? Oh, she must be Harley Quinn. “Young master. I understand you might be interested in Vanessa, and I can’t do anything about that. But what I cannot stand is seeing the head of the entire Reed empire stoop so low to..” “Enough, Fred,” Nathan interjected in a commanding tone. “Nothing transpired between us. Yes, I did go far, but nothing more. And whether I chose to love my inferior or not should not be your bone of contention now, should it?” But Fred was not backing down so easily at the smell of danger. It was

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    Nathan stepped out of his apartment looking all elegant and handsome. His entire outfit from head to toe screamed wealth and opulence. Even some of his neighbors who were walking by could not resist. They had to coax him to take pictures with them. Nathan felt good about today. It was going to be a splendid day and all his meetings would go just fine and smoothly as he had planned it out. All he needed to do was sit back and relax. With Vanessa by his side, he had nothing to be afraid of. “Hello, sir Reed.” His driver bowed to greet him as soon as Nathan’s presence was visible under the sun. Nathan nodded. “Your legs ready huh? You will drive your waist to a crack!” Nathan smiled. “I am ready for anything doable, sir. It is my job.” The driver said with a little bit of humor that made Nathan smile. Just before Nathan entered the car, he saw Rose and her sister, Amber, Brad's daughter. They quickly walked up to him, ensuring they were conscious of even the slightest movement

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    “No, young master. And that is the point. I do not know her. We only know a little about her business background and just a brush of her family background. Nothing more. How can you be so trusting that you go ahead and giver her a position that may be daunting to your own place in this project?” Fred posed his question, still reeling in anger and disappointment. "I understand your concerns, Fred," Nathan began, his voice steady. "But Vanessa has proven herself capable beyond doubt. Her insights and contributions to the Genesis project have been exceptional, you know that Fred." Nathan tried to calm him down. Fred scoffed incredulously. "Exceptional? Young master, forgive me for speaking frankly, but you're letting your emotions cloud your judgment. Your father said those same words to me. This isn't about her capabilities; it's about mistrust. I've served the Reed family faithfully for decades, and I know what it means for someone to be so trusting. It never ends well. It did not

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