My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel)
Chapter 281

Chapter 281 Please Him

In Teeward Hotel, America.

In the room, the woman's soft moan was mixed with the man's uncontrollable low growl. A moment later, it became

quiet again.

Anastasia lay coquettishly in a fat middle-aged man's arms. Her slender fair fingertips drew circles on the man's

chest.

The man grabbed her hand, raised his thick eyebrows, and pinched her waist hard with his other hand. "Little devil, do you want more?" Anastasia was disdainful.

Considering his poor skills, she didn't want to have sex with him again.

Although she thought this in her heart, Anastasia did not show it on her face.

This person was the police chief. She could not afford to offend him.

Besides, she needed to use this person...

Anastasia braced up and said with a shy smile, "You're so annoying. I'm exhausted, and I want to talk to you about something important."

The man let go of Anastasia with no interest. He leaned over to the bedside table and lit a cigarette. "What's it?" he asked, blowing a mouthful of smoke comfortably.

"It's about that matter... Will I be exposed after putting all the blame on Nathaniel's mother like this? Now that Nathaniel is coming back, what should I do next?" Anastasia felt very uneasy.

As a woman who liked Nathaniel, she could naturally sense any subtle changes in Nathaniel.

Anastasia had a feeling that Nathaniel had already suspected his mother.

Or rather, he had already started to suspect that there was someone else behind the kidnapping case, and it was possible that he would replace out about Anastasia at any time. Once she thought of this, Anastasia felt anxious.

"Humph, Nathaniel definitely won't suspect his mother. Maybe he will think that it is a trick. And anyone who knows the ropes can replace out that the video is fake."

The man sneered and blew a smoke ring.

Anastasia's expression changed abruptly. She sat up and looked at the man. Her heart was in her throat at that moment. "Then, doesn't that mean he will soon suspect me?"

She was so panicked that her hands and feel turned cold. If Nathaniel knew about this, what should she do?

"Isn't your goal to make Nathaniel come back earlier?" The man blew a big smoke ring and glanced at Anastasia with disdain. "You have already done dirty things. What is there to be afraid of now? Moreover, he is on his way back. You have achieved your goal. Do you have to care about the reason?"

After saying that, the man stubbed out the cigarette butt and continued nonchalantly, "Besides, my people are very cautious. He can't replace out about you. Don't worry."

There was still a deep sense of unease in Anastasia's eyes. Just as she was about to speak, the man grabbed her chin and forcefully turned her face around.

Before she could cry out in pain, she heard the man beside her unhappily click his tongue. "You think about another. man in my bed, and you even dare to doubt my ability?" Anastasia's face was slightly pale.

She quickly adjusted her emotions and weakly snuggled up to him, coaxing him in a soft voice. "No. I didn't meant

that."

As she spoke, she touched the man's body, hoping that he wouldn't be angry.

With the beauty in his arms trying to please him, the man's anger soon turned into lust. He glanced at Anastasia lewdly and pressed down on her.

On the plane.

Nathaniel closed his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.

When the broadcast sounded, the flight attendant gently reminded the passengers to get off the plane. Alfred, who was beside Nathaniel, said in a low voice, "Mr. Webster, it's time to get off the plane." Nathaniel opened his eyes, which were unreadable, so no one could see his emotions.

The plane landed smoothly. Nathaniel got up and walked ahead. Alfred hurriedly followed him and checked the messages from the driver.

Although Alfred couldn't tell what Nathaniel was thinking, Alfred's many years of experience with Nathaniel reminded him of something. At this time, Nathaniel was not in a good mood, like a volcano at the bottom of the sea. He looked calm on the surface, but no one knew when this volcano would erupt.

They didn't talk along the way. Nathaniel remained silent and sullen until they got into the car.

Alfred put the luggage in the trunk and got into the car.

"How is the arrangement of the meeting with the president of Peaceral Jewelry going?"

Nathaniel suddenly spoke, catching Alfred off guard.

Alfred quickly composed himself and replied, "There hasn't been any reply yet......."

He glanced at Nathaniel uneasily.

What was puzzling was that Nathaniel's handsome face looked calm, as if he wasn't surprised by this answer, not was be angry at being neglected. His thin lips opened slightly as he said indifferently, "Investigate their background first and see who they are."

Alfred saw that Nathaniel was collected and didn't blame him, so he immediately heaved a sigh of relief and said, "OK, I will do it as soon as possible."

After a pause, Alfred asked, "Mr. Webster, are you going back to the Webster's Mansion or..."

Nathaniel seemed to be indifferent. He turned to look at the street outside the car window and asked, "Is my grandpa there?"

Alfred said in a low voice, "He went to the sanatorium.

Nathaniel's eyes darkened, and he remained silent for a long time before saying, "Back to the Webster's Mansion."