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    "Nathaniel, let go of me! Let go!" Reba cried.


    Nathaniel nced coldly at her. Her face, twisted with fear, no longer resembled the prettiest girl on campus she once was.


    The thought that he had admired such a scheming woman as his goddess for so many years disgusted him deeply. He dragged Reba toward the basement entrance and forced her inside.


    Reba''s eyes shed with terror as she desperately struggled. "Let go of me! Let go! I don''t want to go in!"


    Her hands gripped the doorframe so tightly that her nails turned purple, but Nathaniel still dragged her inside. The basement door mmed shut, cutting off all sounds from within.


    More than half an hour passed before Nathaniel emerged from the basement.


    After locking the door, he tossed the key to the butler, who lowered his head, too afraid to speak.


    "Feed her once a day, just as long as she doesn''t starve," Nathaniel instructed.


    The butler quickly took the key, nodding. "Understood, Mr. Preston."


    Shortly after, Nathaniel returned to his study, where his secretary called with an update. "Mr. Preston, we''ve identified the person who sent the anonymous email.


    "It''s an employee from Prospectus Technology named Sullivan Heseltine. Mrs. Preston had helped him a few times when his family was ill." Nathaniel sneered. It seemed that the person Reba had once saved had now betrayed her. She must regret helping him now.


    "Does he have anything to do with Reba''s transfer of thepany''s funds?" Nathaniel asked.


    "No," his secretary replied.


    "Then don''t worry about him. Investigate the old men in thepany. I want the money they secretly transferred back-with interest!" Nathaniel snapped.


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    Sullivan dialed Reba''s number, but no one answered. He smiled faintly to himself.


    Now that Nathaniel knew about the fund transfer, whether Reba would even survive was uncertain. After all, the Preston Group, once on par with Prospectus Technology, was now a failingpany-all thanks to Reba''s maniption.


    How could Nathaniel let it slide now that she was trying to take all the funds?


    From now on, Reba could no longer threaten him.


    When N and Damon returned to the vi, Damon received a call from Spencer.


    "Mr. Sumner, the contact abroad has reached Tom. They''ve given him three days to provide a sample of Ms. Kinsey''s hair or other items for DNA extraction," Spencer reported.


    Damon''s gaze hardened. It seemed Tom was about to make a move.


    Damon had been guarding N closelytely, so it would be difficult for Tom to get close to her now.


    "Got it. Keep an eye on him and let me know if there''s any update," Damon replied.


    He hung up and followed N upstairs.


    When N took her pajamas to shower, he immediately said, "N, I''ll shower with you."


    N raised an eyebrow and shot him a sideways nce. "No need. I''m not used to showering with someone else."


    "You''ll get used to it after a few times," Damon said.


    N was at a loss for words.


    In the end, she couldn''t argue with him and reluctantly agreed.