Chapter 72

She knocked on the door.

"Come in!" came Nash's voice, neither warm nor cold.

Entering the room, Nina saw Nash busy on his computer. Lately, he had been preoccupied with preparations for the upcoming gala, and she wondered what more he had to attend to after returning home from work.

Nash glanced up at her. "What's the matter?"

Nina replied, "Tomorrow is the annual gala of the York Corporation, and I’m planning to attend."

This caught Nash's attention, and his gaze focused on her.

"I recall you don't enjoy such events."

Indeed, she didn't fancy attending such events, finding them too attention-seeking and noisy. Previously, she didn't see the necessity, but now she did.

Nina smiled and said, "People change."

"Very well," Nash said. "I'll have someone prepare a gown for you."

"No need, I've already chosen one."

Nina was prepared, and she added with a smirk, "On your card."

With that, Nina left.

Nash hesitated for a moment.

However, spending his money brought a hint of amus