Chapter 267 Power Plays and Nightmares
Nathaniel paused, considering Naomi’s request.
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If he could build a connection with a family like the Sues–Westbrook’s most influential family—it would definitely be to his advantage. But truthfully, he’d never had any real dealings with them. And frankly, the Sues probably didn’t think much of him.
Naomi noticed his hesitation and leaned in with a sweet, coaxing smile.
“Mr. Nathaniel, you’re one of the most powerful people in Westbrook. Everyone knows that. I doubt. someone like Eliza would dare turn you down.”
Flattered, Nathaniel grinned. “Exactly. So what if she’s a Sue? She’s just a kid. There’s no way she’d risk disrespecting me.”
Nathaniel couldn’t stop bragging. Every word out of his mouth dripped with ego.
He went as far as to say that half of Westbrook’s businesses would collapse without him. According to him, no one ever dared to cross him.
Naomi, seeing how pleased he was with himself, kept the praise going. “Someone as powerful as you? Eliza will definitely listen. Thank you in advance, Mr. Nathaniel.”
She didn’t give him a chance to refuse–just locked the deal in like it was already done.
Nathaniel, pleased by how obedient she was, nodded. “You’ve got nothing to worry about. Eliza’s young- she won’t push back. I’ll make sure the misunderstanding between you two gets sorted out. After that, it’ll be easier for you to stay on good terms.”
Naomi put on her sweetest smile. “Of course, Mr. Nathaniel. I’ll do everything you say. And who knows? Having a good relationship with Eliza might help with your business in Westbrook too.”
Nathaniel was clearly pleased with how obedient Naomi was.
He reached into the drawer beside him and handed her a key.
Naomi glanced down, then tilted her head innocently. “What’s this?”
“Didn’t you say your parents didn’t have a decent place to live? That place is yours now. You don’t need to have them living like that anymore.”
Naomi’s eyes lit up, her voice full of fake gratitude. “Thank you, Mr. Nathaniel. I knew you were always the best to me.”
She tucked the key away without hesitation.
But behind her sweet expression, her eyes darkened with something colder–calculating.
Eliza, so what if you were reborn? You’re still no match for me. I crushed you once–I’ll do it again. This time won’t be any different.
Naomi smirked. Everything Eliza had stolen from her, she planned to take back–one piece at a time.
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That night, Eliza woke with a start, her body drenched in cold sweat.
She’d had a nightmare–vivid, suffocating.
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In it, she was back in that dark, suffocating prison. Evelyn and Naomi stared at her like strangers–cold, empty. Two officers cuffed her wrists and dragged her toward what felt like an execution chamber.
She jolted awake, her heart racing.
The room was dark, and her sheets were damp beneath her. That dream had felt too real–so vivid, it didn’t even feel like a dream at all.
A knock. Her door creaked open. Halbert stood in the doorway, frowning. “You okay? It’s the middle of the night. Try not to wake the whole house.”
“Sorry… I didn’t mean to.” Her voice was shaky. She still looked pale.
Halbert looked her over for a moment. “You had a nightmare?”
“Kind of. It’s over now.” She shook her head, trying to breathe.
Halbert checked the clock. It was already 4:30 a.m. In less than two hours, they’d be starting their day
anyway.
“You think you can go back to sleep?”
Eliza shook her head again.
Then get up and make breakfast. I’m starving.”
Eliza blinked, confused. “You’re hungry? I’m the one who just woke up from a nightmare.”
“You woke me up. Seems fair,” Halbert said matter–of–factly. “The least you can do is make me something to eat.“:
“You’re unbelievable,” she muttered. “Why do you always twist things like this?”
“Are you making breakfast or not? Because if not, I’m going back to bed.”
He turned to walk away, and Eliza sighed. “Fine, fine. I’ll make you something.”
As she got out of bed, she grumbled under her breath. “I don’t even know why you insisted on staying here. Your own house is literally next door.”
Typical Halbert. He knew she’d had a bad dream and still used it as an excuse to have her cook for him.
Figures–he probably wouldn’t have batted an eye if something actually happened to her.
It took a while, but Eliza finally finished making breakfast.
By the time breakfast was ready, the sun was starting to rise.
Eliza set the plate down in front of him. “Here. Eat.”
On the plate was a simple sandwich–nothing fancy–but she’d made it the way he liked it: eggs fried on one side only, just like at Solara.
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Halbert glanced down at the plate. “This is what you cat every morning?”
“No. I made it that way for you. You don’t like it?”
Halbert studied the food and shrugged. “It’s not that I don’t like it. It’s just… kind of basic.”
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