100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Chapter 641  Nathan's Support and Concern for Her

Day Seventy-One…

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[ At Syphiruz Mafia Headquarters… ]

Jane made the choice to accompany Nathan to the Syphiruz Mafia Headquarters. She thought this place was suitable for them to talk about Monica and the King Stallion Mafia. However, while they were on their way to the headquarters, she contemplated whether to reveal the entirety of her secrets and burdens to Nathan or to continue shouldering them alone.

She was determined to maintain her independence and not become overly reliant on him. Besides, Monica was still Ethan's biological mother. She couldn't possibly involve Nathan with her revenge.

However, Jane's decision also bore a significant connection to Nathan's inherent right to know the truth. After all, he too had fallen victim to Monica's web of deception and evil schemes.

After navigating through the long corridors of the headquarters, Nathan and Jane swiftly arrived at his office. Nathan issued strict instructions to his guards, emphasizing the importance of ensuring that his conversation with Jane remained undisturbed by unwanted interruptions. He made it clear that no one should enter the room.

Upon their arrival, Nathan extended a polite gesture, inviting Jane to take a seat on the sofa that occupied a corner of the room. Without hesitation, they both settled into their respective places. As they sat opposite each other, they took deliberate breaths, inhaling and exhaling to alleviate the mounting tension that hung in the air like a heavy shroud.

"Now, tell me everything that you know," Nathan mumbled, his unwavering gaze firmly fixed upon Jane. His voice carried a tone of seriousness.

Jane shifted her gaze to meet Nathan's, her expression a blend of mixed emotions, as she heaved a deep, contemplative sigh. She had so many things to say, yet she didn't know where to start.

Observing the uncertainty that lingered in Jane's eyes, Nathan extended a comforting reassurance. "You have my full attention, Jane," he spoke with a gentleness that sought to dispel her doubts. "You don't need to withhold any critical information. You have my trust, and I won't cast doubt on your words. What is it that you know?"

"I've managed to retrieve my lost memories," Jane began. She took a moment to steady herself before continuing, "And in the process, I've uncovered a crucial piece of information. It turns out that Monica is connected to the King Stallion Mafia."

Her disclosure hung in the air, casting a profound silence over the room. Nathan, who had been listening attentively, was hit with yet another unexpected shock.

'What else might Monica be concealing from me? Is there more I have to find?' Nathan pondered to himself. 'Damn! I am so stupid! I can't believe I allowed myself to be deceived by this woman,' Nathan muttered to himself, his disappointment casting a shadow over his thoughts.

Jane's voice held a tone of cautious speculation as she continued to unveil her thoughts. "I have a suspicion," she began, "that the woman who died in your arms might have actually been the real Helena. It's entirely plausible that they orchestrated a face swap, concealing her true identity."

Nathan, deep in contemplation, brought a hand to his chin, his gesture mirroring the thoughtful nod that followed. "Your suspicion is entirely plausible," he acknowledged. "In fact, I've uncovered some information that supports this theory. It turns out that Helena and Monica shared a history… back to their time in Country R. They attended the same school and, according to my team's investigation, they were exceptionally close friends."

The intertwining threads of Helena and Monica's relationship and the mysteries surrounding their connection began to unfurl.

Now, it was Jane's turn to be surprised by Nathan's revelation. "Did you investigate Monica? But why?"

Nathan's lips curled up into a faint smile as he answered, "Because I believe you… when you said you are the real Shining Star. I have to know why and how she managed to fool me and steal your identity."

Jane found herself momentarily stunned by his words. Deep within her, a sense of joy blossomed as she absorbed the weight of Nathan's implicit trust in her words. It was as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders, replaced by the heartwarming realization that he believed in her and the truths she had unveiled.

Since Nathan brought up the topic of Monica stealing Jane's identity, a realization had dawned on her. She snapped her fingers and blurted out. "I believe the leader of King Stallion played a role in all of this. He was also aware of not only my true identity but also yours as Sizzling August."

Nathan's brow furrowed in both puzzlement and confusion upon hearing her statement. "What do you mean?"

Jane's voice quivered with complex emotions as she shared another piece of information with Nathan. "I, too, fell victim to the King's deception," she began, her voice tinged with regret. "He impersonated you, Sizzling August. You may recall that I failed in my mission to eliminate him, all because of his cunning—"

She paused suddenly, her words caught in her throat. There were painful memories she wasn't yet prepared to disclose to Nathan, secrets of the torment she had endured at the hands of Monica and the King Stallion. It was a dark chapter in her life, one she wasn't ready for Nathan to uncover, and so she held back, her unspoken turmoil lingering beneath the surface.

As he watched Jane, Nathan couldn't help but notice the subtle changes in her expression. Her face, usually fierce, betrayed a flicker of vulnerability. Her brows furrowed with regret and her eyes drifted away, avoiding his gaze.

"Hey, is there something wrong? Were you triggered by unpleasant memories?" Nathan asked her earnestly, moving closer to her as if he wanted to hold her in his arms. His concern for her surged, a sudden chill prickling at the edges of his consciousness. He knew her well enough to recognize that there was more to her silence than met the eye.

"It's nothing. I'm alright," Jane replied, her true emotions concealed behind a forced smile. The words slipped from her lips, a shield to protect the vulnerability she wished to keep hidden.

"Now, let's return to the primary matter at hand," Jane suggested, refocusing the conversation. "I think you should test Maximilian Carlsen to ascertain whether he is aware of Monica's true identity or not. Does he know what happened to his real daughter? Or could he potentially be involved in this scheme? Moreover, we must unravel the mystery surrounding the whereabouts of the real Helena. I'll leave this task to you."

Nathan offered a simple nod in response, his attention focused on Jane. While the topic of Monica held its own significance, Nathan's primary concern was for Jane's well-being. He couldn't help but wonder if she was truly alright.

Because of Stephen, Nathan learned that the King Stallion Mafia was the cause of the traumatic experiences Jane had endured in the past and it appeared that Monica's involvement added another layer of complexity to her tragic past.

In the depths of his perceptive gaze, Nathan sensed that Jane was withholding something from him, the secrets she continued to hide. He couldn't help but feel a growing unease deep inside his heart.

As if guided by an instinct all its own, Nathan's body moved of its own accord. In a sudden, tender impulse, he enveloped Jane in a warm and protective embrace, drawing her close to his chest. His strong arms wrapped around her.

With a gentle touch, he ran his fingers through her hair, a soothing gesture meant to convey his support and understanding.

"I will deal with the King Stallion for you. You don't have to worry about them." Nathan declared to Jane. His decision was a resolute determination fueled by the consuming fire of his anger toward the King Stallion Mafia. His anger wasn't merely a fleeting emotion. It was a fierce, unyielding force, born from the scars they had inflicted on Jane's life.

"You should focus on your recovery. Jane… come with me to Country Z for your treatment," Nathan added, his voice softening. He had been dying to say this to her.

Meanwhile, Nathan's sudden embrace had caught Jane off guard, and she felt a rush of astonishment wash over her. Her heart, which had been weighed down by secrets and uncertainties, now quickened because of his closeness.

As she rested within the circle of his arms, her eyes widened in surprise, her thoughts racing to make sense of this unexpected gesture. Beneath her initial shock, a complex blend of emotions began to emerge–- gratitude, comfort, fears, and uncertainties. Jane's internal turmoil was mirrored in the depths of her eyes, which, for a brief moment, revealed a vulnerability she rarely allowed others to witness.

'Nathan… after recovering my memories… I just found myself unworthy of you. Please… don't treat me like this. I would prefer for you to hate me. Please don't shake my resolve.' Jane chewed on her lower lip as she struggled inwardly. She was torn between pushing him away or savoring this moment and enjoying the warmth of his embrace.

"Nate, I can't do that…" She mumbled, finding it hard to explain. 'I can't go abroad for my treatment because I don't have a brain tumor!' she lamented in her mind, still blaming Bam-Bam for this non-existent illness.

Jane finally found the courage to push Nathan away and escape from his embrace.

'Don't tell me… she's giving up on her life just because she remembered her tragic past?' Nathan started to speculate as he was reminded of Stephen's words. Jane tried to commit suicide several times because of her trauma.

"Jane… please… say yes." Nathan pleaded in his desperate tone. "Do this treatment… for your family." He tried to persuade her once more. "We've already made a deal. I gave you Veronica's DNA sample and the location of King Stallion Mafia's hideout."