Having been with Olivia Zane for many years, Nathan Moore was well aware of her little schemes and her hypocrisy.
No one would willingly share their man with another woman.
Especially when it's your own flesh and blood, a sister.
However, since she liked to play the hypocrite in front of him, then he didn't want to expose her; instead, he would protect his woman in the days to come, keeping her by his side to and from work, even taking her with him on business trips, so she wouldn't have to suffer Olivia's harsh words.
Watching Nathan hanging up the phone, Titus Zane turned his face towards him, his European-style eyes no longer seductive but cold.
"Can you let go of me now?" His polite words were laced with a distancing coldness that kept people thousands of miles away.
"What's the matter? Jealous?" Nathan placed the phone back on the desk, slightly raising his handsome eyebrows.
"Nathan Moore, do you feel accomplished playing with the emotions of the two of us sisters?"
