CHAPTER 330

Vivian, on the other hand, was emboldened by Nathan’s silence. She believed she had him cornered, and that smug confidence oozed from her voice.

"Secondly," she continued, her voice dripping with satisfaction, "you will give us financial reparation for the damage caused. Donald wants no less than a hundred million pounds wired to his accounts. You’ll also return everything you’ve taken from the Davenports over the years—every piece of property, every contract, every ounce of power you stole.”

She paused, watching Nathan closely, expecting anger or resistance, but all she got was a blank stare. It unnerved her slightly, but she pressed on.

“And lastly,” Vivian said, leaning forward, her voice barely above a whisper, “you’ll leave London. Forever.”

For a moment, the room was silent. Nathan sat there, staring at her with an unreadable expression. Then, he leaned back slightly, clasping his hands together, his gaze unblinking.

"Is that all?" His voice was calm, dangerously calm.

Vi
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