Secrets Of The Sullivan Sisters

Chapter 197

When Caroline finished changing and came out, she did not see Nathan. She figured he must have

gone out to work.

Caroline approached the small safety deposit box, which required a password. consisting of four digits.

She did not know what his password was.

Once the password was input incorrectly, the alarm would be triggered, which meant that she only had

one chance.

Caroline wondered, “What number would Nathan use as a password?”

After thinking for a while, Caroline could not figure out the answer. At this time, Janelle sent her a

WhatsApp message.

Janelle texted: [Carol, go online quickly. All the negative news about Renee have been removed. They

disappeared without a trace. It seems someone acted to protect her. Can you guess who that person

might be?]

Caroline lowered her head. She did not expect Nathan to act so quickly and take action. for the sake of

Renec.

Caroline replied: [Do we even need to guess? Who else can cover up everything so easily besides Mr.

Faraday, the escort?]

Janelle asked: [What is the relationship between Renee and Mr. Faraday, the escort?]

Caroline wrote: [I don’t know, and I’m not interested.]

Janelle then asked again: [You don’t mind?]

Seeing that message, Caroline gave it a thought. Then she lightly curled her red lips and typed: [No, I

don’t mind at all.]

Janelle could only reply: [Okay then.]

Caroline walked out with her phone in her hand. She saw Nathan, who had changed. into a handmade

black suit. Gone was his wild image last night, and he had resumed his identity as the handsome and

noble CEO who kept himself at a distance from women.

Nathan was looking at documents, and when he saw Caroline come out, he lifted his head and asked,

“Do you want to have breakfast together?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Faraday. I have something else to do, so I’ll leave first,” Caroline replied.

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Nathan stopped her by blocking her way with the documents and looked at her with narrowed eyes.

“Are you angry?” he asked.

“What’s there to be angry about?” she responded.

“Renee called me and asked me to help her deal with the news online.”

Caroline tucked her loose hair behind her ear, her eyebrow arching as she looked at him with bright

eyes. “Mr. Faraday, you don’t have to tell me these things. It’s your freedom to help any woman with

any matter, and I won’t be angry about it.”

Not wanting to miss any changes in her expression, Nathan bent his tall body down and brought his

handsome face close to hers. “Are you serious?” he asked.

Caroline raised her slender arms and hung them over his shoulders, hugging his neck. “Of course, Mr. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Faraday. I don’t even like you.” She spoke in a sweet and crisp voice.

Nathan remained silent..

“Mr. Faraday, did you perhaps… fall in love with me?”

Nathan kissed her lips but replied coldly, “You’re overthinking it. I don’t like you.”

“Okay then, Mr. Faraday. I’ll go now,” Caroline said as she released him.

Then, she left.

Nathan went to the floor-to-ceiling window. Soon, Caroline’s figure left Faraday Group and entered his

line of sight.

He looked at her for a long time. His expression was emotionless and somewhat gloomy. Taking out his

phone, he sent her a WhatsApp message: [I’ll ask you again. Are you angry?]

Caroline received the message while she was walking on the street. She wondered why he kept

pestering her about this question.

Caroline then opened her conversation with Janelle, took a screenshot, and sent it to Nathan with a

message that read: [Look at the chat history between my best friend and me. I’m not angry.]

Nathan, who was upstairs, saw Caroline telling Janelle that she did not know how he was related to

Renee and that she was not interested in finding out..

He also saw Caroline saying she did not mind when Janelle asked her if she minded.

Nathan couldn’t help but sneer coldly.

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