Let's Start All Over Again, Shall We (Maggie and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267 Spend the Night With Me

Upon hearing this, Nathael reached for a cigarette from the pack, put it to his lips, and ignited it, querying in a low voice. “What’s your plan?”

Jimmy chuckled. “What plan could I have? I just hope she stays away.”

Before Nathael could reply. Ericko, who was standing nearby, glanced at him and questioned, “Did you have a fight with Nana?” s

Nathael paused, suddenly conscious of his brother–in–law’s presence.

“No.” Nathael answered, taking a long drag from his cigarette and looking towards Ericko.

Ericko, with a tone of disappointment, said, “I’ve found a new man for her. When are you thinking of ending it with Nana?”

Nathael’s expression turned grave, knowing he could not upset Ericko at this point.

He could only blame himself for the situation, having previously struck Ericko in the face.

Though outwardly polished and composed, Ericko’s vanity was his biggest concern.

Now, Nathael was facing the repercussions.

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Nathael’s gaze grew stern as he replied icily, “I appreciate your concern, but I have no intentions of that.”

Jimmy’s face brightened slightly, and he smiled, “Okay, I’ll have a big gift for you when you marry my dear

sister!

Ericko gave him a level look and calmly stated, “Don’t jump to conclusions. When did she become your

sister:”

Jimmy’s eyes glinted, and his smile, removing any semblance of aggression, rendered him exceptionally attractive. “She’s as good as a sister to me.”

Ericko chuckled and teased, “Dream on!”

While engrossed in his phone, Leslie, dressed in a high–necked sweater, added coolly, “Jimmy always looks. for shortcuts. Watch him adopt a son without any hassle in the future…

Jimmy burst into laughter, a playful glint appearing on his attractive face. Then, he stuck out his tongue. and cursed, “D’mn!”

Nathael smirked and downed his drink in one swift gulp.

Elsewhere, Sierra hurried into Crimson Grove, dressed in a light yellow skirt.

She was in high spirits, her face adorned with delicate makeup as she weaved through the bustling crowd as if she was searching for someone.

She had caught wind of the incident at the banquet, but regrettably, Maggie had managed to slip away.

Even more disappointing for Sierra was missing the spectacle herself.

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Chapter 267 Spend the Night With Me

Orson Clocke, a celebrated calligrapher and painter, was a friend of her grandfather, a respected figure in the literary arts. While the Pierces did not match the Clockes‘ influence, they enjoyed a close rapport with

Orson.

At the recent banquet, her grandfather had taken the opportunity to introduce her to Orson, hoping he might someday paint her portrait.

Her grandfather excelled in floral and avian art, whereas Orson was renowned for his landscapes and portraits. Orson’s landscapes fetched high prices at auctions, but his portraits, brimming with a distinct allure, were even more coveted.

The Clockes wielded considerable influence, and winning Orson’s favour was no easy task. Therefore, securing a portrait by him could elevate Sierra’s renown, especially if paired with Cameron’s jewelry, potentially reversing some of their waning trend.

Sierra was hopeful, yet despite her politeness at the banquet, Orson declined, citing his advancing age and dwindling energy.

Her grandfather had cautioned her against rushing: Orson was pursued by many each year, and his declining output meant acquiring his work required patience and effort.

Shaking off these thoughts, Sierra scanned the crowd anew, remembering her initial purpose.

Unsure of the going rate, she had heard figures ranging from three to four thousand for a night from her friends.

However, she regarded Nathael as exceptional, deserving a higher price.

As he remained silent, Sierra inferred her initial offer was too low and hastily added, “Thirty thousand. Spend the night with me: you won’t regret it.”

The other women present were taken aback, clearly puzzled by the unfolding scene.

Who is this bold woman? Is she in her right mind?

Jimmy smirked mischievously and commented, “Tsk, Nathael is worth thirty thousand for a night, huh? Not a bad deal.”

“Ethan, show her the door!” Nathael ordered sternly, raising his glass.

“Right away.”

As a result, a hefty man with a thick gold chain adorning his neck stepped forward. He was bald, muscular, and formidable, with a menacing tattoo partially visible on his neck.

The noticeable height difference unsettled Sierra, prompting her to instinctively take a step back.

“What are you doing?”

Sierra’s expression soured as she turned back to Nathael, stating firmly, “75 thousand dollars!”

Nathael ignored her and calmly sipped his drink.

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As Ethan moved forward, Sierra became increasingly agitated and snapped, “You’re nothing but a gigolo, so why the act? Consider yourself fortunate that I even bothered with you. Lay a hand on me, and you’ll regret it!”

Before she could finish her outburst, Ethan swiftly closed the distance and, without hesitation, seized Sierra by the collar, lifting her up.

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