Chapter 28: Chapter 28: Nathaniel Sloan’s Face Was Dark, "Yara Lockwood, Come Home With Me.
Estelle Lockwood sat on the sofa, a male escort behind her kneading her shoulders, and a girl in front of her massaging her legs.
In front of her, Kian Winslow was even pouring her a drink.
It really did make Kian Winslow look like he was the one hired to entertain.
Kian Winslow nearly choked, his face flushing red with anger. "Drink more!"
Estelle Lockwood raised an eyebrow. "Alright."
...
Jasper Kingston was a little worried. "Nathaniel, Miss Lockwood is a woman, after all. Drinking like this is bad for her stomach. We should make them stop."
The words immediately infuriated Nathaniel Sloan. "It has nothing to do with me."
"I’ve never met your wife, but Kian Winslow said she looks a lot like Estelle Lockwood. Is she the Estelle Lockwood from back then?" Jasper Kingston suddenly asked.
Nathaniel Sloan resisted the question internally.
"It seems not. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to stand her drinking like this either," Jasper Kingston said with a smile.
A gentle look flashed in the man’s eyes, as if he were testing the waters, yet also genuinely interested. "I find Miss Yara Lockwood very interesting, Nathaniel. Since she has nothing to do with you, I’m going to pursue her."
Nathaniel Sloan whipped his head around!
"You’ve taken a liking to her?"
Jasper Kingston’s expression was calm. "Yes."
"No!" Nathaniel Sloan blurted out without thinking.
Jasper Kingston’s words were pointed. "She has nothing to do with you. Why not?"
"She looks too much like Estelle."
Jasper Kingston shook his head. "So what? There are plenty of people in the world who look alike. Just because your wife looked like this, you can’t stand in the way of my happiness, can you?"
Nathaniel Sloan frowned deeply. ’Happiness?’
’Yara Lockwood? That woman?’
"She also has two children. She’s not right for you." Although Zachery and Mia hadn’t said so explicitly, Nathaniel Sloan had already guessed they were Yara Lockwood’s children.
Who would have thought Jasper Kingston would say, "It’s fine. I don’t mind. It’s rare to meet such an interesting woman."
An indescribable frustration welled up inside Nathaniel Sloan. He had no relationship with Yara Lockwood, no standing whatsoever to stop this. "You can’t..."
"Could it be that you’ve taken a liking to her too?" Jasper Kingston mused. "That makes sense. Estelle Lockwood has been dead for five years. It’s understandable for you to fall for another woman."
"I haven’t!" Nathaniel Sloan’s brows shot together. "Besides Estelle, I will never love another woman."
"Good." Jasper Kingston nodded.
Before Nathaniel Sloan could say another word, Jasper Kingston had already stepped forward, walked up to Estelle Lockwood, and asked in a gentle voice, "Miss Lockwood, are you alright? You should stop drinking. I’ll take you home."
Kian Winslow was not happy. "Jasper, we haven’t had enough to drink yet! Besides, where are you going to take her home? Don’t think I don’t know, this woman is living at Nathaniel’s house right now!"
Kian Winslow had just called Noelle Lockwood and found out that Yara Lockwood had imitated Estelle Lockwood and driven Noelle out of Imperial Crest.
How could Kian Winslow tolerate that? He sneered, "Keep drinking, Miss Lockwood. If you’re going to be the mistress, you have to act the part. You can’t just give up halfway."
Jasper Kingston frowned. "Kian Winslow!"
Kian Winslow pouted. "It’s the truth! Everyone knows Nathaniel is going to marry Noelle. This woman moves into his house and drives out his fiancée. What’s wrong with me calling her out on it..."
"Young Mr. Winslow."
Estelle Lockwood leaned back on the sofa, propping her chin on her hand and chuckling. "Have you gotten something wrong?"
"What could I have gotten wrong..."
"My business partner is Mr. Kingston. Today, he’s the only one I need to show any respect. You and Nathaniel Sloan are just accessories."
"If you want to stand up for Noelle Lockwood, don’t take it out on me. Star Group needs the Kingston Group’s partnership, but crushing your Winslow Family would be a piece of cake. Understand?"
Estelle Lockwood said casually, "The prerequisite for sticking up for a woman is having the power to back it up. Even Nathaniel Sloan hasn’t come to your dear Noelle’s defense, so you should just obediently shut your mouth. Hm?"
Kian Winslow was so mad he could have died. "You... I... You..."
"Mr. Kingston, I think I might be drunk." Estelle Lockwood couldn’t be bothered with this tongue-tied, foolish heir. Leaning on the arm of the sofa, she asked, "Would you be so kind as to take me to a hotel?"
She had drunk too much, and her words were laced with the smell of alcohol, yet it wasn’t unpleasant. Instead, it carried a sweet aroma. freewebnσvel.cøm
Jasper Kingston helped her up with the movements of a gentleman. "Of course. There are guest rooms upstairs at this club. You should rest first, Miss Lockwood. We can discuss the partnership another day. I won’t go back on my word."
Estelle Lockwood’s cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes sultry, and her body seemed boneless. "That’s good. Mr. Kingston is a man of his word, unlike some people."
A vein throbbed violently on Nathaniel Sloan’s temple.
He really didn’t want to know who "some people" was.
Supporting Estelle Lockwood, Jasper Kingston nodded to the others in the private room. "I’m taking Miss Lockwood upstairs. Please excuse me."
As they passed by Nathaniel Sloan, he caught a whiff of the intoxicating, enchanting scent of wine from her.
A man who wanted to pursue her, taking her to a hotel while she was drunk... the implications were obvious.
Nathaniel Sloan gritted his teeth. ’Does this woman have no sense of self-preservation?!’
’But what does it have to do with him? When she left, she didn’t even glance his way. Maybe she’s already interested in Jasper Kingston, and chasing after them would only ruin her fun.’
’But... but...’
Nathaniel Sloan squeezed his eyes shut.
’Why is he worried about Yara Lockwood? He should only have room in his heart for Estelle Lockwood.’
’And yet, when Yara Lockwood was drinking, he worried her stomach couldn’t take it. When Kian Winslow was mocking her, he had already given the order to cut off Kian’s collaborative projects.’
Nathaniel Sloan’s brow furrowed tightly.
’No, that’s not it. He isn’t worried about Yara Lockwood; he’s worried about Christian losing his doctor.’
’If Yara Lockwood gets drunk and sleeps with someone, losing her focus on work, then who will treat Christian?’
’He is only concerned for Yara Lockwood’s safety entirely for Christian’s sake.’ fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Having convinced himself, Nathaniel Sloan quickly walked out and followed them.
"Nathaniel..." Kian Winslow called out subconsciously. "Wait, what’s going on? It’s one thing for Jasper to be bewitched by that woman, but Nathaniel has Noelle. Why is he defending her too?"
"Hello? Noelle, are you still there? Are you okay?" Kian Winslow’s call hadn’t been disconnected.
Noelle Lockwood was grinding her teeth in a rage, but she maintained a gentle facade, her voice full of concern on the other end of the line. "Kian, I’m fine. I’m just a little worried about Nathaniel and Jasper. After all, they’re both my good friends..."
"Actually, that Miss Lockwood... she’s very manipulative. Every man she meets ends up falling for her. I really want to expose her true colors, but I..."
"I get it! Isn’t she just a slut?" Kian Winslow said dismissively, suddenly thinking of a brilliant idea.
"Exposing her will be easy! I’ll seduce her, get her to take the bait, and then I’ll expose her for who she is!"
After hanging up, Kian Winslow, brimming with confidence, ordered his lackey, "Find out Yara Lockwood’s schedule for me. I’m going to have a ’chance encounter’ with her."
The lackey: "..." ’You just got shut down that badly, and you’re still not giving up?’
’Besides, he couldn’t say what Jasper Kingston’s attitude was, but the lackey had a feeling that Nathaniel Sloan genuinely cared about Yara Lockwood.’
’Young Mr. Winslow trying to seduce her... could he even succeed? Wouldn’t he get beaten to death by Mr. Sloan?’
...
「Upstairs, in the guest room.」
Jasper Kingston took the key card and opened the door. "Miss Lockwood, you can rest here for the night. Tomorrow... Nathaniel?!"
With a THUD, Estelle Lockwood crashed into a man’s chest, her head spinning.
The drunkenness hit her, and she snapped impatiently, "What are you doing!"
Nathaniel Sloan’s face was ashen. "Come home with me."