Chapter 382

Natalie said those words with a tone of disdain and indifference, devoid of any emotion. Taylor felt a surge of displeasure. It was indeed late. After talking for so long without receiving a single kind expression from Natalie, he eventually turned and left. After he left, Natalie sat back down on the couch, feeling an inexplicable sense of exhaustion. Dealing with him was just too draining. ... It was 10:00 am the next day, and Natalie arrived punctually at Taylor's office. When she got there, the representative from the trust institution hadn't arrived yet. Taylor personally made her a cup of coffee and, with a touch of showmanship, placed it in front of her. "Try my handiwork," he offered. His voice was deep and gentle. It was undoubtedly pleasing to the ear. But Natalie found it a bit too suggestive, and she didn't move. He stood beside her, looking down at her from above. "Nat, sometimes, being too guarded makes you seem insecure. You won't even drink a simple cup of co