Linda continued, “He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Our IPO depends on LD Venture’s approval, but I heard LD Venture was just a small company his family gave him to practice with.”
Eastbrook. The Hendersons. Investment company.
Everything clicked into place.
Linda noticed my silence. “Hannah? Are you listening?”
“Yes, yes.”
I pressed my lips together. “I’ll tell Nathan everything you said.”
Linda relaxed. “Good. By the way, have you set a wedding date? I want a proper paper invitation, not some digital thing!”
I smiled softly. “It’s next week actually. And don’t worry about the invitation.”
A family like the Hendersons would only use traditional paper invitations.
My mother had asked about my guest list a few days ago, and I’d included Linda’s name.
The Hendersons would handle the rest.
After hanging up, I fought through the pain to message Nathan. No response.
I tried calling again.
Surprisingly, he answered this time.
His voice was cold. “Why do you keep calling? What is it?”
So he had seen my earlier call.
I rubbed my stomach. “What are you so busy with? Linda says you haven’t been to the office in days.”
He sounded mocking. “You know exactly what I’m dealing with.”
“How would I know?”
He let out a bitter laugh, his voice dropping in anger: “Why did you send someone to vandalize Nina’s house with paint? Don’t you know how easily frightened she is? Hannah, when did you become so cruel?”
Cruel.
