Nathalie was a bit puzzled. "Nathan, you''ve got a blind date today. I can take care of the work for you."


    "Work''s important. We''ll head out right after visiting Grandpa," Nathan replied, all serious and no-nonsense.


    Nathalie sneaked a nce at his odd outfit. Whether it was for a blind date or a business meeting, he really should''ve put more thought into his appearance.


    Still a bit lost in thought, she suddenly found herself being pulled into the hall by Nathan, ying the role of his sidekick.


    "Grandpa, we''re here to see you," Nathan announced, holding Nathalie''s head and bowing in sync with her to Mason.


    Mason''s expression soured the moment he saw Nathalie. But being the seasoned diplomat he was, he lightly exined Nathalie and Nathan''s rtionship to the Stewart family, "Ms. Nathalie, Nathan''s an adult now. It''s time to let him spread his wings. You don''t need to shadow him everywhere."


    Nathalie had a lightbulb moment and quickly rified, "I''m just here to take Nathan to work."


    Mason''s face brightened with a smile, but when his eyesnded on Nathan''s bizarre getup, his grin faded.


    "Nathan, what on earth are you wearing?"


    Feigning innocence, Nathan said, "Grandpa, I spent ages on this look today. Isn''t it ruggedly handsome?"


    Mason covered his eyes in exasperation. "You... really overdid it."


    Ashley, standing nearby, examined Nathan, shaking her head all the while. "Mason, you said Nathan was stunning and incredibly talented, right? But the man standing here... is just so average."


    Worried Nathan might miss out on a good match, Nathalie jumped in to save the day. "Mr. Nathan''s just having an off day. His makeup skills are hiding his usual... dashing looks."


    Suddenly, Nathan pulled her into a hug, mping a hand over her mouth. He whispered warmly in her ear, "Nathalie, sometimes silence is golden."


    Nathalie reluctantly zipped it.


    Their cozy disy made Mason''s face turn stormy.


    Ashley, however, took it in stride. Realizing her blind date wasn''t her type, she politely told Mason,Content provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    "Nathan''s got a unique vibe, but he''s not my type. Let''s just skip the blind date, shall we?"


    Mason, now thoroughly peeved, red at Nathan.


    Seizing the moment, Nathan made a quick exit, "Grandpa, Nathalie and have some urgent work to handle, so we''ll be off. I''ll make it up to Ms. Ashley another time."


    Mason was fuming, but Ashley''s father Regan was more rxed, "Work''s important. Let him be."


    Mason grudgingly waved them off.


    Once Nathan hopped into Nathalie''s car, he couldn''t wait to borrow something. "Nathalie, where''s your makeup bag? I need it."


    Nathalie, a bit mystified, handed over her stuffed makeup bag.


    Nathan dug out the makeup remover, poured a hefty amount into his palm, and rubbed his hands together before scrubbing his face vigorously. Nathalie watched, wide-eyed, now certain. "You messed up your look on purpose."


    Nathan dropped the act. "I wanted to see if she''d judge me by looks alone. Turns out, Ashley''s just another one of those."


    Nathalie gently advised, "Nathan,


    magic of love often starts with a


    spark. Everyone loves


    things; there''s nothing wrong with that."


    She added, "Ashley''s not only pretty and lively but also from a powerful family. Being with her could make your future a lot easier."