Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride
Chapter 212 - 208, I’ll get what you want for you.

Chapter 212: 208, I’ll get what you want for you.

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"That, it’ll be done soon," Titus Zane didn’t know how to explain. If he said it was convenient, Nathan Moore still being in the bathroom; if he said...

In short, overwhelmed by nervousness and threats, she was somewhat incoherent for a moment.

She lowered her voice and elbowed Nathan Moore, "Hurry up and unlock the door."

A cheerful voice rang next to her ear, "It’s not locked at all."

Titus Zane...

Hearing footsteps approaching the door, Nathan Moore moved and stood behind Titus Zane, at a distance of one meter, facing the mirror, slowly wiping the chest of his leather jacket with a towel, his cool handsome face showing no superfluous expression.

That’s when Titus Zane noticed something had stained his leather jacket.

Nathan Moore’s reaction once again revamped Titus Zane’s impression of him. No wonder he is married to Olivia Zane; both are such great actors, their faces changing faster than the weather. Indeed, birds of a feather flock together.

"Don’t make it so obvious, I got what you wanted," he said.

Titus Zane was stunned, not catching the meaning in Nathan Moore’s words.

"Ariana Evans has already noticed something at the dining table." He saw Ariana Evans take the chopsticks from Titus Zane’s hands and rearrange them nonchalantly.

Another perplexing statement left Titus Zane astonished once again.

This man!

How can his thoughts be so meticulous?

All she did was offer to help pick up the bowls and chopsticks, but he knew... what she was going to do!

In a daze, Nathan Moore leaned closer, "That hair should have been flushed down the toilet by now!"

Having said that, just as the bathroom door was pushed open, Nathan Moore swiftly leaned over, kissed Titus Zane on the lips, and quickly retreated.

"Carry, what are you doing?"

Jon stood at the bathroom doorway, still holding the handle, his fine eyebrows furrowed, his blue eyes filled with disbelief and hurt.

Nathan Moore gently lifted his gaze, a smirk appearing on his lips, "What else can a man and a woman do together in a sealed space?"

After speaking, his gaze casually swept over the trash can.

Jon’s eyes instinctively followed there.

The trash can’s lid was tightly shut, but Jon felt he knew what might be inside.

As a man, Jon understood the look on a man’s face after certain acts—flushed face, refreshed look, instinctively turning his gaze to Titus Zane, who guiltily turned her face away, acting as if nothing had occurred.

This made Jon even more certain of his thoughts.

"Carry!" he started, his voice carrying a tone of both caution and suppressed anger.

"You guys continue, I’ll go out first."

After lighting up, Nathan Moore withdrew with ill intentions, leaving the mess for Titus Zane to deal with.

"Is there a problem?" Although feeling guilty, Jon had no right to be angry; he was just a private detective hired by himself.

"You, you guys..." Overwhelmed by Titus Zane’s question, Jon was speechless for a while before he hesitantly asked, "Did he do anything to you?"

"No."

Titus Zane lifted her face, "I have a fear of men, as Sister Hua should have told you."

"Yes, that’s why I was worried."

"Well, let’s go out, the hair is already gone, and we don’t need to try to get anything anymore, she has noticed."

Before leaving the bathroom, Titus Zane reminded.

"What did you say? How could it be!" Jon’s blue eyes widened in disbelief.

"It’s true." Nathan Moore could see it, she trusted he would not deceive herself.

Mother Ariana Evans’ reaction seemed normal, yet it was thought-provoking.

For instance, she took that hair strand and threw it into the garbage can by herself.

Under normal circumstances, a normal person would not do such a thing.

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