NovelBookChapter 629: Each step he took was measured, deliberate-his sheer dominance unmistakable.
And then, just like that, the entire atmosphere changed. No one had expected Nate to show up.
"Nate!" Moses was the first to rise.
He moved swiftly to Nate's side, a subtle grin tugging at the corners of his mouth, a silent challenge in his eyes. With Nate's arrival, Moses couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation. He was eager to watch Andromache try to maintain her arrogant composure.
The rest of the group, shaken from their initial shock, rose as well.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHenley stepped forward with a respectful bow.
"Mr. Hopkins, please, this way." As soon as Andromache caught sight of Nate, her smile wavered for the briefest moment.
When their eyes locked, her pulse quickened—like standing at the edge of a precipice, afraid to glance down into the vast unknown below, frozen in place by the fear of what might happen if she moved.
Her grip on her wine glass tightened ever so slightly, yet her face remained an unreadable mask.
"You've always declined the Chamber's invitations before. I never thought you'd grace us with your presence today," she remarked, her tone smooth, though tinged with a subtle edge.
Her gaze slid briefly over to Corrine, and a cryptic, almost knowing smile curled on her red lips.
Find magical tales on galnovs.c "I was just passing through and thought I might stop by. I hope I'm not interrupting," Nate responded with an air of cool detachment. Behind him, Matias and Saul exchanged a glance, a faint but knowing smirk dancing on their faces. Passing through? How convenient.
The meeting at the company had been flowing smoothly until Matias caught wind of Andromache's presence at this elite event under the Hopkins family banner.
He didn't waste a moment, rushing to report it.
And just like that, Nate had abandoned an entire room full of people and made his way here without a second thought.
Now, Henley found himself caught between a rock and a hard place. There was but one seat of honor, and the weight of the decision felt like a crushing burden.
Each person in the room wielded significant influence in Lyhaton. But the two individuals from the Independent Continent were on an entirely different level-capable of shaking Lyhaton to its foundations. So, who deserved the seat? Though Andromache was a member of the Hopkins family, she was a mere shadow in comparison to Nate, the current head of the family.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBy seniority, as Nate's aunt, she technically had the upper hand. But as Henley hesitated, Nate made his decision. Without a word, he moved toward Andromache.
His intent was clear. He expected her is the to vacate the seat The content is on E.com! Andromache met his gaze, her eyes locking with his.
Nate stood tall, radiating an aura of quiet authority. He looked her, his face betraying little emotion, but the gleam in his dark eyes carried a barely veiled threat. betrayinked down at
His presence in the room was palpable, heavy with an almost suffocating dominance that seemed on to press down on everyone.
Andromache's fingers curled tighter around her wine glass, her knuckles whitening.
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