Chapter 216

Nathaniel Grant knew exactly what kind of person Melanie Weston was—the more you explained, the crazier she got. He frowned, forcing back the irritation bubbling in his chest, and pulled her into his arms with a soft tone, trying to calm her down. "Melanie, can you just let me finish before going off on me?" "The proof is all right here! What’s left to say?" Melanie stomped her foot, tears already running down her face like rain. Throwing tantrums and crying had always been her go-to strategy for dealing with him. And most times, it worked. Nathaniel would get so drained by the drama that he'd give in just to keep the peace. But today… today felt different. Watching her cry didn’t make him feel soft—it just annoyed the hell out of him. Yeah, Melanie had some smarts, but she was painfully money-minded and shallow. Ever since Caitlin Jordan came back to Samerra, Nathaniel couldn’t stop himself from thinking—how on earth did he let this petty woman talk him into leaving someone as radiant