Chapter 178: Stumbling into Nathan

Rose's POV: Rose's forced smile didn't quite mask the unease that knotted her insides. The glaring inconsistency in David's story was like a siren in the night. It is impossible to ignore. She leaned back against the plush seat, Her mind was whirling with doubts. And half-formed suspicions. "You said it was work when we first spoke," She reminded him, her voice calm But insistent as she searched his face for some semblance of the truth. David's response was nonchalant, His gaze fixed on the road ahead. "Oh, that too," He said, brushing it off as if it were a mere afterthought. "Work's been chaotic; you know how it is." But Rose didn't know, not really. David's cavalier attitude was a stark contrast to the meticulous man she knew, Who handled his affairs with precision and care. The pieces of his story were mismatched, Like a puzzle forced together all wrong. They rode in silence for a moment, The hum of the Bugatti's engine was a steady backdrop to Rose's racing th