Chapter 201

Nathan took a sharp inhale, his jaw visibly tightening. "I'll handle this myself."

"No way I'm letting another man purchase these for her."

He snatched his car keys and stormed out, leaving a bewildered Evelyn standing in the hallway.

The tires screeched as he pulled into the nearest 24-hour pharmacy.

Never in his life had he bought feminine products for a woman. Without knowing Evelyn's preferred brand, he grabbed one of each type from the shelves.

The middle-aged cashier blinked awake when twenty different packages of sanitary pads came rolling down the conveyor belt.

Her raised eyebrow spoke volumes.

'This gorgeous man has some peculiar shopping habits...'

Nathan's ears burned crimson as he cleared his throat. "These are for my wife."

"Married already? How lovely!" The cashier's suspicious expression melted into approval as she bagged his unusual purchases.

Thankfully the late hour meant no witnesses to his embarrassment. Nathan practically ran back to his car.

Evelyn's mouth fell open when he returned with enough menstrual products to stock a small clinic.

Avoiding eye contact, Nathan thrust the bags at her. "Wasn't sure which kind you use. Got everything they had."

Her cheeks flamed as she grabbed one package. "Thanks."

The bathroom door clicked shut behind her as Evelyn collapsed against it, mortification heating her face.

Later at the kitchen island, Nathan slid a steaming mug of chamomile tea toward her.

Guilt prickled Evelyn's conscience. The CEO of Goldmann Group had just made a midnight pharmacy run for her personal needs.

She cupped the warm mug, studying him over the rim. "Nathan...you can be surprisingly decent sometimes."

His lips quirked. "Just realizing that now?"

A small smile tugged at her mouth. "You're almost tolerable when you're not being insufferable."

Nathan stood with deliberate slowness. "Finish your tea, then meet me in the study. I have something that might...interest you."

Curiosity piqued, Evelyn followed minutes later.

Nathan lounged on the leather couch, shirtsleeves rolled up to reveal toned forearms. One hand supported his chin as he stared intently at the laptop screen.

"What's so fascinating?" Evelyn perched on the opposite end.

He rotated the screen toward her.

Her face immediately flushed scarlet. "You disgusting pervert! Keep your porn habits to yourself!"

"Look closer." Nathan's expression remained impassive as he zoomed in. "Focus on the woman's face."

Evelyn squinted, then gasped.

'The girl in this...video...she looks like a younger version of Vivian. Is that...Laura Scott?!'

Her nails bit into her palms. "Why do you have this?"

"The men who kidnapped you talked before they disappeared." Nathan's smirk turned predatory. "Don't you want to know how Laura secured her place in the Vanderbilt family?"

Evelyn's throat tightened. She only knew her father had met Laura during his wilder years, resulting in Vivian's secret birth two years later.