Wife’s Return English Novel Chapter 92

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Chapter 92 Olivia’s Struggle
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King observed Olivia drinking in this manner and furrowed his brow. “Olivia, you shouldn’t be drinking like this. Your tolerance isn’t as high.”
“It’s alright. If I overdo it, you guys can just carry me back. But if you end up drunk, it could spell trouble. Don’t make me worry!”
Olivia reassured King with a reassuring glance.
Nathan’s expression darkened considerably, almost freezing in its intensity.
Ethan silently hoped Olivia would stop speaking soon.
Her affectionate concern towards other men was incredibly bothersome!
Olivia wasn’t intentionally favoring King. She knew her limits with alcohol. At worst, she might black out or act foolishly.
But if King were to become intoxicated, it could pose serious risks, even endangering his life!
If his adversaries seized the opportunity to strike while he was inebriated, the consequences could be catastrophic!
Lucas gritted his teeth, feeling responsible for the awkward situation.
If only the intelligence network had been more reliable, this entire situation wouldn’t be so fraught with tension and discomfort.
Filling his glass to the brim, Lucas swallowed his pride and made a proposition. “Mr. Carter, Olivia isn’t used
to drinking much… How about I propose a toast to you instead? I hope you’ll take into account the relationship between our families and show me some respect.”
Nathan’s gaze remained icy, disregarding Lucas’s attempt to smooth things over.
Instead, he focused his stare on Olivia…
After years of absence, this woman showed remarkable audacity, daring to assist another man in such a predicament!
A surge of jealousy threatened to overwhelm Nathan’s rationality.
“Mr. Carter, are you not drinking anymore?”
Olivia noticed the frostiness in Nathan’s gaze and inquired with a faint smile.
Nathan’s complexion paled, and he forcefully slammed his wine glass onto the table. “I don’t condone mistreating women!”
His tone was chilling as he continued, “Let’s call it a day. I will take my leave, and the rest of you can carry on as you wish…”
With that, he abruptly stood up and exited the room.
As Nathan departed, a tense silence descended upon the private room.
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Chapter 92 Olivia’s Struggle
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Mr. Rodriguez wiped his brow, realizing, despite his lack of intelligence, the intense rivalry between Nathan and King was unmistakable, evident in their words and actions.
Even the subsequent drinking contest was fraught with tension.
He couldn’t help but regret his decision. Initially seeking to expand his network, he had unwittingly offended both parties in the process.
The atmosphere among the privileged individuals grew palpably tense, no one daring to disrespect King any longer.
Anyone capable of confronting Nathan directly was clearly not to be underestimated!
As Nathan departed, Olivia felt utterly drained.
The potent wine she had consumed earlier left her feeling scorched inside. It coursed down her throat, igniting a fire within her stomach.
Noticing Olivia’s altered expression, King asked with concern, “Are you feeling alright?”
Taking a deep breath, Olivia replied, “I’m fine. I’ll go freshen up in the restroom.”
Her head spun slightly, longing to splash water on her face and regain her composure.
However, as she made her way down the hallway, she was suddenly pulled by a strong force.
The next instant, she found herself enveloped in a pair of broad arms, the familiar and delicate fragrance swiftly surrounding her.
Initially intending to resist, Olivia was captivated by the scent, momentarily losing her resolve.
It was Nathan!!!
Though she retained a semblance of reason, Olivia instinctively struggled against his hold.
Yet, Nathan remained steadfast, gradually pushing her back until there was no escape.
Pressed against the unyielding wall, Olivia demanded, “Mr. Carter, what are you doing?”
“Olivia, you possess remarkable skills.”
Nathan’s voice tinged with anger as he grasped her chin, his touch firm. “Shielding others from alcohol so effortlessly. Did you climb the ranks by doing so for King over the years?”
“Enlighten me, what kind of arrangement do you have with him that even someone as cautious as he would deem you his most trusted confidante?”
His words were sharp, carrying an underlying implication that struck at the heart of their relationship.