Chapter 810

Evelyn arched a brow. "Reginald Blackwood wanted me to team up with Adrian to remove you from your position—"

Nathan's dark eyes flickered, but only at the first part of her sentence.

A reckless smirk curled his lips moments later.

"Too bad for him. Adrian's currently head over heels for another woman."

Evelyn blinked, momentarily thrown. She hadn't even noticed how smoothly he'd redirected the conversation.

Her curiosity got the better of her. "Who?"

Nathan didn't bother hiding it. "Tristan's ex-wife. That infuriating woman."

Evelyn's expression froze. This is... complicated.

A strange mix of emotions churned in her chest.

Still, they were both single. Who was she to judge?

But a wounded soul like Vivian with a playboy like Adrian? That love story would only end in more scars.

"Are you coming or not?"

Nathan had to repeat himself before Evelyn snapped out of her thoughts. "Obviously. And if Reginald pulls this stunt again, I won't hold back. Age doesn't earn him immunity. We're all equals here—what gives him the right?"

Nathan nodded solemnly.

"Don't hold back. I've got your back." Is he trying to provoke me?

Evelyn barely had time to react before Nathan suddenly scooped her up. She gasped. "Nathan Blackwood, you absolute—!"

Nathan chuckled, his voice dropping low. "Keep cursing. I love the way it sounds."

Unbelievable.

No one was more shameless than Nathan Blackwood.

Nathan carried her to the elevator, where the Sterling family car waited outside. Bennett trailed behind anxiously.

Just an assistant—powerless against Nathan Blackwood.

Nathan deposited Evelyn into the car, then reached out to brush a strand of hair from her face. His gaze softened. "Your gift."

From his pocket, he produced an elegant box. Inside lay a pink diamond necklace—exquisite, breathtaking. Evelyn couldn't look away.

She barely registered his movements before the cool metal settled against her skin. The necklace complemented her slender neck, fair complexion, and effortless elegance perfectly.

Nathan's satisfaction was palpable. Warmth flickered in his obsidian eyes before he stepped back.

"Goodbye."

He left before she could refuse.

What an infuriating man.

Evelyn exhaled sharply. Luxury gifts meant nothing to her. The eight-figure price tag didn't faze her.

But this piece... it was different.

The design was unmistakable—a rare, private collection piece from her favorite niche luxury brand. One of a kind.

Her fingers traced the box's embossed logo. Exactly as she'd guessed.

Wow.

Instant love.

She refused to owe him. A quick transfer to Harrison settled the debt.

Harrison nearly choked on his coffee when the notification popped up. The amount left him speechless.

Discovering the sender was Evelyn only deepened his bewilderment.

Before he could ask, Nathan summoned him for an emergency meeting.

Harrison scrambled to prepare.

When Nathan returned, Harrison approached. "President—"

Nathan strode ahead, Theodore at his heels.

He adjusted his cufflinks, voice cool. "Do you have the list of Reginald's people?"

Harrison nodded. "Yes, but none are department heads. The major departments remain loyal. Only a few restless shareholders are stirring trouble with some new investors. None pose a real threat."