Chapter 2222

“All right.” Lucille let the matter drop.

After all, Mason worked under Nathaniel.

Mason had taken a day off just to pick her up, while Nathaniel hadn’t shown, which did feel a little awkward.

At last, a car eased up to the curb and stopped in front of them.

Lucille glanced at the luxury sedan in confusion and stepped back, assuming it belonged to Cecilia’s driver.

Then the window rolled down, revealing Nathaniel’s face.

Cecilia’s brows lifted. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m here to pick you up.” Nathaniel had already stepped out and taken her suitcase.

“Didn’t you say you were swamped?”

Cecilia wasn’t some wide-eyed girl who needed her boyfriend to play chauffeur anymore.

All she wanted was for Nathaniel to run the company well so their life together would keep improving.

“Picking you up didn’t take long at all,” Nathaniel said. Then he glanced at Lucille, who stood there awkwardly. “Mason isn’t here yet?”

Lucille shook her head. “Not yet.”

“That guy left before I did—how could he arrive after me?” Nathaniel muttered. He looked at the cars behind them. “It’s a straight road. Why is he crawling?”

Lucille felt just as puzzled.

“Maybe his driving isn’t as good as yours. It’s fine—why don’t you and Ms. Cecilia go ahead? I’ll wait for him.”

“Alright.”

Nathaniel nodded and guided Cecilia into the car.

Once they were seated and the engine started, Cecilia watched Lucille fade into the rearview mirror.

“Why did you say Mason left before you but arrived late?” she asked.

Nathaniel’s lips curved. “Because Mason teased me today. Said I was jealous.”

Cecilia still didn’t quite follow.

She pressed, “So you mean…?”

“Mason actually left after me,” Nathaniel admitted.

Exasperation flashed across Cecilia’s face. He had fooled Lucille on purpose.

With Lucille’s temper, she would definitely blow up when Mason finally showed up.

How had she only now realized Nathaniel had such a sly streak—even with his own people?

“By the way, what was that jealousy about?” Cecilia asked.

Nathaniel’s expression shifted. He handed her his phone.

“Read the first message.”

Cecilia opened it. An unknown number had sent several photos.

The pictures showed her and Calvin laughing together at the arcade the night before.

Her brows knitted together. “Who took these?”

“No idea,” Nathaniel said, watching her from the corner of his eye.

“When did you start hanging out at arcades?” he asked casually.

Cecilia didn’t notice the subtle look in his eyes.

“Last night was the first time I’ve played games there,” she said.

Nathaniel grunted.

Cecilia glanced at him. “What is it?”

“Nothing. Just asking.”

“Oh.”

She let it drop, leaned back, and tried to rest.

Staring out the window, she suddenly noticed Nathaniel had turned onto an unexpected route.

“Aren’t we going home?” she asked.

“No. I’m taking you somewhere,” he replied.

“Where?”

“You’ll find out when we get there.”

Seeing he wouldn’t say, Cecilia waited in silence.

After a while, Nathaniel parked in front of a massive mall.

He opened the door and stepped out. “Come on.”

Moving lazily, Cecilia climbed out and followed him.