Chapter 869: Nina’s trust
Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress
"I didnât think youâd even step in," Ray giggled, looking at Dean playfully. "Considering youâre the most selfish dude alive, I feel a little bad that I wished you wouldnât come today."
Ray was smiling from ear to ear, but the way he looked at Dean wasnât as friendly as it had been before. Dean was the same. He was smiling, but his smile didnât reach his eyes.
"Itâs good to see you too, Ray," Dean remarked. "I came by your office, but I was told you werenât there."
"I wasnât there."
"Thatâs weird because while I was idling around your building, I saw you come out from the direction of the headmasterâs office."
"Hehe." Ray chuckled while Dean remained smiling. However, neither of them liked each otherâs presence. "Thatâs weird. But if you saw me come out of the headmasterâs office, how come you got here before me?"
Dean shrugged nonchalantly. "If you find it weird, then I guess I was kidding."
"Kidding?"
"Why would I check on you, Ray? I donât like you."
"Youâ"
Dean smirked, watching Rayâs face twist into an ugly expression. However, just as the two expressed their dislike for each other, half of Deanâs attention wasnât entirely on Ray. He glanced over his shoulder, catching sight of Nina and Jonathan leaving together.
"Hey, are you listening?" Ray asked, tilting his head to the side when Dean fully looked away from him. Following where Dean was looking with his gaze, Ray furrowed his brows when his eyes landed on Nina and then on the other guy with her.
"Hmm?" Ray hummed, darting his eyes between Nina and Dean. "Dean, why did you step in and save her some face? Thatâs unlike you. Was it because of Finn?"
Dean didnât answer, keeping his eyes on Jonathanâs back in particular. Ray, on the other hand, frowned deeply.
The two of them used to be good friends. However, because of certain events, they had grown apart and started disliking each other. After all, they no longer saw eye to eye. Even so, Ray knew Dean so well, and he knew that even if someone died in front of him, Dean wouldnât flinch or say anything to help. So, seeing Dean step in and help Nina brought back some memories from the past.
The past when Ray and Dean had been good friends. But unlike Rayâs inner sentiments, Dean was focusing on other things.
âJonathan Russel,â he thought. âIs this a coincidence? I knew Cassandra would be here, but not you.â
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Meanwhile...
Silence lingered between Nina and Jonathan as they walked out of the gymnasium, heading toward the pathway leading to the schoolâs oval field. Nina kept her eyes down, while Jonathan kept his gaze ahead. Unlike the usual discomfort she felt with him, all she could feel right now was shame.
"Iâm sorry you have to see that, Mr. Russel. What... Patricia said..." Her voice was quiet and full of bitterness as she lifted her eyes to him. "... It was true, Mr. Russel."
Nina stopped walking, watching him take a few steps ahead before he stopped as well. "Iâm sorry, Mr. Russel. I know you stepped in, but I ended up humiliating you because Patricia wasnât entirely wrong. At that time, she was probably the only person willing to side with me. However, I... framed her for doing such a despicable thing. As a result, she was punished unjustly because I stuck to my story."
Jonathan didnât say a word, his back still facing her. Nina smiled wryly, fidgeting with her fingers nervously.
"So, I understand if you back out of the project," she added, sighing heavily. "Iâm sure you wouldnât want to work with someone like that."
After all, this wouldnât be the first time a client backed out on her because of that incident over a decade ago. Patricia had often caused trouble for Nina, especially when Nina was just starting. So, Patricia would usually sabotage these projects.
"Iâm sorry, Mr. Russel."
"Why are you apologizing, Miss Reed?" Jonathan slowly turned around, facing her with a kind smile. "I stepped in and sided with you because that woman was very aggressive. Even if what she said was true, those things are all in the past. Iâm judging you based on who youâve shown me you are in the present."
Ninaâs brows rose slowly in surprise as she watched him nod at her reassuringly.
"We arenât all perfect, right?" he continued. "I also did something... horrible when I was a kid. Things that I regret, moments that made me think I couldâve done things better. However, we canât change what happened in the past, right? We can only move forward while telling ourselves not to make the same mistakes again."
Slowly, Ninaâs eyes softened as her heart eased. Her tensed shoulders relaxed, and she heaved a sigh of relief.
"I donât judge you for what youâve done in the past. Besides, it has nothing to do with the talent and skills you have for the project youâre working on," he added. "So, please donât apologize. And I hope you see that youâve been forgiven. So forgive yourself as well. Donât let that woman bully you again, Miss Reed."
Nina pursed her lips and smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Russel."
"Iâm just telling the truth and my opinion, but you are very welcome, Miss Reed." Jonathan nodded at her approvingly. "Well, anyway, since weâre already here, you should show me around."
"Of course!" Nina happily skipped a step until she was beside him. "What do you want to see?"
"Hmm... surprise me."
She chuckled, nodding in understanding, leading him toward the pathway to the oval. They still had time, and honestly, Nina just wanted to step out and walk around until she felt calm enough. A little company wouldnât be so bad, right?
Unlike her usual restraint around Jonathan, her gratefulness and appreciation for him overtook everything. As a result, Nina felt more free and comfortable with him now than she ever had before... just as he had planned.
As Nina talked, Jonathan kept his gaze on her. A slight smirk turned up on his face as he followed her leisurely, knowing he had gotten what he wanted today.
That was... Ninaâs trust.