Rekindling Her Affection (Sabrina and Nelson) novel Chapter 73

"Do I need to teach you how to handle this matter?" Nelson asked, his voice calm.

"I understand," Dylan replied, realizing the matter was strictly business now.

Aside from the emerald pendant, there was nothing else between Nelson and Pamela.

Moreover, she faced severe resource cutbacks after humiliating Sabrina at Breeze Group.

After hanging up the phone, Nelson returned to the room.

Sabrina lay on her side in bed with her hair falling over her cheek. From his angle, he could only see her pert nose.

He lifted the locks of hair from her cheek as he took in her profile and examined the faint marks on her body.

The thought of her lustful expression was quite alluring.

Nelson thought that this kind of life was fine.

After all, his wife was beautiful, intelligent, and rather interesting.

Although there was no love now, he felt it wasn't too bad.

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Sabrina ignored her phone's constant ringing as she was tired after her trip from Dewhurst to Panshaw the day before and the wild night she shared with Nelson.

It wasn't until a loud bang sounded on the door that she finally opened her eyes.

Nelson wasn't there. She put on a robe and opened the door.

When Abigail saw her, she pulled Sabrina to the sofa and handed her the phone.

Sabrina looked at the phone with tired eyes. She saw that Nelson had made the headlines again. However, the more she looked at it, the odder it seemed.

She wondered why the woman he was hugging and kissing in the picture looked like her.

Her mind instantly cleared up. It was photos of them kissing in the alley the night before.

There were a few other photos, too. It either showed her back or kept her face hidden from view.

Sabrina had no idea how these photos came to be.

The internet was already ablaze.

It was clear to everyone that the woman with Nelson in Panshaw wasn't Pamela.

This news was trending everywhere. Fans left messages on their Instagram accounts, hoping for a response.

Sabrina found Nelson in the restaurant.

The temperature difference between day and night in Panshaw was quite significant. Nelson was wearing the khaki knit sweater from the day before while having his breakfast.

When he saw Sabrina, he sized her up and down for a while before saying, "You're awake."

The hotels in Panshaw were mostly wooden structures with poor sound insulation. Sabrina was very uncomfortable at that moment, but she calmly sat across from him and pushed her phone over to him.

"What is this?"

Her attitude was cold and distant.