Chapter 109 Dianaâs pov Is he angry?
But why would he be angry?
I canât find any reason.
It canât be because Ryley hugged me; is he jealous?
I disregarded the emotions in his eyes, smiling wryly, âWhatever I do here seems to have nothing to do with you, Alpha Nathan.â
âDiana, I...â
Nathan seemed to want to say something more, but I didnât give him the chance.
âAlpha Nathan, the message you had Healer relay to me, I remember it all. I believe you havenât forgotten,â I said.
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-Anything related to me, he doesnât want to know.
He wonât be involved in the further investigation of Gummy Skull.
Nathan choked up, lips pressed into a thin line. In his amber eyes, there seemed to be a hint of struggle.
...What is he struggling with?
Realizing I was once again succumbing to curiosity about him, I frowned irritably.
âI donât know why your attitude towards me suddenly changed, but continuing to investigate is really unnecessary. Since youâve said we should step back to being strangers, Iâll abide by that. I hope...â
I stared at Nathan without blinking, enunciating each word, âYou will abide by it as well. I wonât disturb you, and I hope you wonât disturb me anymore.â
Nathan looked at me with icy coldness, offering no verbal response.
I didnât expect any reaction from him either.
For me, this conversation has come to an end.
The annoying music downstairs continues, along with the shouts of men and women, drilling into my ears like needles.
I donât linger, I turn and leave with Ryley.
Ryley supported me to his car parked at the barâs entrance.
Before he could open the back seat door, I sat in the front passenger seat.
There are too many doubts about tonight, not just because of Nathan.
Ryley glanced at me for a moment, said nothing, circled around the front of the car, and took the driverâs seat.
For a while, neither of us spoke. Thatâs normal; after all, Ryley has always been silent, unconditionally executing all my commands, giving a sense of security that betrayal will never come.
But is that really the case?
I havenât forgotten he was sent by William to be by my side.
âHow did you end up in this bar?â After a long silence, I broke the silence.
Ryley wasnât supposed to be on the trip to Dark Moon Pack; he should be at Blade Moon Pack at the moment.
I donât think itâs a coincidence.
I inevitably associate Ryley with William, even suspecting that William brought him here, and maybe William is in this bar right now!
Nathan just mentioned Gummy Skull... Did Nathan accidentally hear or see something?
The car fell into complete silence.
Ryley didnât answer my question.
âWhy arenât you talking?â I asked.
âBecause... I donât want to lie to you,â Ryleyâs voice said heavily, his gaze through the windshield fixed on something indiscernible.
This time, the silent one was me.
Ryleyâs response seemed like a tacit admission.
Suddenly, I found it hard to breathe.
I rolled down the car window, letting the night wind blow in.
Instantly, my thoughts became clearer.
I no longer insisted on getting a specific answer from Ryley but asked, âRyley, can I still trust you?â
Time passed slowly; I felt like I could hear the ticking of the watch hands moving one grid at a time.
Just when I thought Ryley would reject me with silence as before, suddenly, Ryley spoke.
âNo,â he said, lowering his head, his knuckles on the steering wheel turning white, âDonât trust me; I am Williamâs man.â
I widened my eyes in astonishment.
Of course, I knew Ryley belonged to William, but hearing it directly from Ryley was different.
I, in my presumptuous imagination, thought maybe Ryley would choose me between him and William.
I reached out a hand, placing it on the back of Ryleyâs hand.
âRyley, you...â
However, just as I was about to confirm Ryleyâs meaning, my phone rang.
âDiana! Where are you? I canât find you anywhere!â
I hesitated.
Oh no! I forgot Nora was still at the bar!
Ten minutes later, Nora sat in the back seat, arms crossed, casting a scrutinizing gaze at me and Ryley.
âYou left me hanging without a word just to go on a date with this guy?â
âDate... a date?â I was shocked, turning to explain to Nora, âYouâve got it wrong, Ryley... Ryley is my assistant, and we just happened to run into each other.â
I didnât plan to tell Nora much about William and Gummy Skull; I didnât want to involve her in dangerous matters.
Unexpectedly, Nora wasnât buying my explanation at all.
She rolled her eyes, sneered, and sarcastically said, âAssistant? Happened to run into each other? You and your assistant coincidentally met in the car? Come on! What were you two really doing in the car?â
Noraâs head squeezed between the two front seats, her eyes gleaming with gossip. âAre you secretly kissing, or even 11 Before Nora could say anything more absurd, I quickly pressed her head down and pushed her back.
âDonât talk nonsense, it really is my assistant, and it really was a coincidence!â
Nora made a skeptical sound of disbelief.
Worried that Ryley might feel annoyed by Noraâs words, I glanced at Ryley, ready to say something to diffuse the awkwardness.
However, I noticed that Ryleyâs ears and neck seemed to be turning red.
I was stunned.
Ryley, a silent assassin feared even in the underworld, blushing due to such a trivial jest? No way... I must have misread it.
So, I blinked, about to confirm whether my eyes were playing tricks on me when, with a soft âclick,â the carâs overhead light went out. In the vast darkness, a somewhat stiff voice echoed.
âIâm going to drive,â I heard Ryley say.
The engine roared, and the car smoothly merged onto the highway. With Nora around, discussing anything related to William was not suitable, so we maintained a tacit silence throughout the journey.
At six in the morning, Nora barged into my room with a crowd in tow. I stared at the makeup artist, hairstylist, and the maid pushing in a dozen haute couture dresses behind her, dumbfounded.
âWhat... whatâs going on here?â I asked.
Nora confidently and loudly laughed.
âOf course, weâre going to dress you up nicely. Youâll shine at the engagement banquet, make Nathan regret losing this gem, and choose someone like Avia. Sheâs just a lowâgrade gravel!â
I sighed, rubbing my forehead. Nora pulled my arm, urging me to choose a dress.
âHow about this one?â she asked. âI absolutely love this one!â
The dress Nora pointed to was a Dior haute couture, a modified version of the âNew Lookâ design, worth millions and indeed exuding an air of noble elegance.
But I didnât really want to refuse.
âThis one looks too much like a wedding gown. People might think Iâm attending an engagement banquet, or worse, trying to elope,â I said.
âElope?â Nora displayed sheer disgust. âNo way! Who would want to elope with a guy like Nathan? Letâs pick something else!â
Nora picked up another gown, a black one adorned with diamonds. âHow about this? Itâs Chanel. It doesnât look like youâre eloping, right?â
âNo, itâs not good,â I shook my head again. âItâs too extravagant. While it doesnât The engine roared, and the car smoothly merged onto the highway. With Nora around, discussing anything related to William was not suitable, so we maintained a tacit silence throughout the journey.
At six in the morning, Nora barged into my room with a crowd in tow. I stared at the makeup artist, hairstylist, and the maid pushing in a dozen haute couture dresses behind her, dumbfounded.
âWhat... whatâs going on here?â I asked.
Nora confidently and loudly laughed.
âOf course, weâre going to dress you up nicely. Youâll shine at the engagement banquet, make Nathan regret losing this gem, and choose someone like Avia. Sheâs just a lowâgrade gravel!â
I sighed, rubbing my forehead. Nora pulled my arm, urging me to choose a dress. âHow about this one?â she asked. âI absolutely love this one!â
The dress Nora pointed to was a Dior haute couture, a modified version of the âNew Lookâ design, worth millions and indeed exuding an air of noble elegance.
But I didnât really want to refuse.
âThis one looks too much like a wedding gown. People might think Iâm attending an engagement banquet, or worse, trying to elope,â I said.
âElope?â Nora displayed sheer disgust. âNo way! Who would want to elope with a guy like Nathan? Letâs pick something else!â
Nora picked up another gown, a black one adorned with diamonds. âHow about this? Itâs Chanel. It doesnât look like youâre eloping, right?â
âNo, itâs not good,â I shook my head again. âItâs too extravagant. While it doesnât scream elopement, it does give off the vibe of trying to snatch Nathanâs Alpha position.â
âUh... what about this one? Pink, sparkly.â
âStill not good. Too flashy.â
âFlashy isnât good? Itâll make everyoneâs eyes focus on you, and Avia will be so jealous!â
I sighed repeatedly and finally settled on a light green long dress from the collection.
âThis one looks too plain,â Nora disapproved, shaking her head. âAlso, though itâs Elie Saab haute couture, it hasnât been officially released. People who donât know might think youâre wearing/some unknown brand.â
âItâs fine,â I shrugged. âThis dress goes well with my headpiece.
âWhat headpiece?â Nora looked puzzled, following my gaze to the dressing table. After a few seconds, she screamed in excitement, âAh, âHeart of the Ocean,â the flagship of the store!â
Nora ran excitedly to the dressing table, staring at the crystal and gold tiara for a long time before reluctantly turning away and saying, âIndeed, with this crown, doesnât matter what you wear. Youâre destined to be the center of attention!â
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