Chapter 442

Nathaniel Blackwood sat in his office at the top floor of Blackwood Corporation.

He held a document listing thirty-seven names.

Thirty-six were female staff from The Grand Monarch hotel.

The investigation results were clear.

All thirty-six women had fantasies about touching Nathaniel.

They were obsessed with him, his suite, even his bed.

They had rolled on the sheets where he slept.

That explained why their DNA was found there.

Thirty-six different women had slept in Nathaniel's bed over the years.

Sebastian tried to comfort him.

"Don't worry. I've already ordered their termination."

He flipped to the final page nervously.

"Look at this last person."

Nathaniel's eyes narrowed.

The name on the last page was Sophia Whitmore.

That name hadn't crossed his mind in over a decade.

When Nathaniel was eighteen, he attended Westchester University.

He was the wealthiest heir in the city.

She was a scholarship student from a poor family.

Sophia was delicate, fragile like a flower.

Yet she persevered, working multiple part-time jobs.

It was the first time Nathaniel encountered someone so determined despite poverty.

Out of sympathy, he helped her a few times.

She became one of the few women he allowed close.

His family assumed they were in a relationship.

They paid her five million to leave the country.

Sophia was forced to abandon her education and dreams.

Nathaniel always felt guilty about what happened.

He tried to find her for years to make amends.

But she had vanished completely.

Over time, he pushed the memory aside.

He never formed any special connections with other women.

Until five years ago.

Sebastian watched his brother's reaction anxiously.

"Bro, what do you think? Sophia must have returned to Westchester."

"We just haven't located her yet."

"If Christopher is really her son..."

Nathaniel's expression darkened.

He had considered many possibilities.

But never that Sophia would reappear after ten years.

If she was the woman from that night five years ago...

Sebastian paced the room nervously.

"Damn it... Even you're speechless!"

"What if it's confirmed? What then?"

"I've invested so much effort helping you win Isabella."

"If your relationship falls apart because of this, I'll suffer the consequences."

Whenever Nathaniel was unhappy, Oliver became upset.

Then Oliver would complain to Uncle Sebastian.

When Nathaniel was happy, Sebastian felt like a third wheel.

When Nathaniel was upset, Sebastian bore the brunt.

Life was so unfair.

Nathaniel's gaze sharpened on Sophia's name.

"It's not a big deal."

Sebastian stared blankly. "Huh?"

Nathaniel closed the folder decisively.

"Find Sophia. Verify if it's really her."

"I'll handle the rest."

His feelings for Sophia were only pity and sympathy back then.

With a faint admiration for her resilience.

When he learned she was forced away, guilt consumed him.

But he had fought hard to win Isabella's heart.

Why would he abandon Isabella for Sophia now?

Of course...

If Isabella discovered his history with Sophia, would she be angry?

Would she despise him for it?