Chapter 191: Rightfully hers
Nicole’s gaze remained steady, a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes as she assessed Remo’s resolve. She knew him well enough to recognize the determination etched into his features, but she was equally aware of the dangers that lay ahead.
"You always were a stubborn one, Remo," Nicole remarked, her tone tinged with a mixture of admiration and disdain. "But some doors are better left unopened."
Remo’s jaw clenched at her cryptic words, frustration boiling within him like a simmering cauldron. He had come too far to be deterred now, too invested in uncovering the truth behind Charles Falcone’s death.
"I’ll take my chances," Remo replied evenly, his voice a low rumble of determination. "Whatever you’re hiding, Nicole, I’ll find out. With or without your help."
Nicole’s smile faltered for a fraction of a second, a flicker of uncertainty betraying her confident facade. But just as quickly, she regained her composure, a mask of indifference settling over her features like a veil.
"Suit yourself, Remo," she said, her voice cool and composed. "But don’t say I didn’t warn you."
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As the waiter cleared away their empty plates, Nicole leaned back in her seat with a satisfied sigh, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "It’s been a long time since we drank together," she remarked casually, her voice tinged with nostalgia.
Remo raised an eyebrow at her statement, his expression guarded. "Yes, it has," he replied coolly, his tone betraying none of the warmth that Nicole seemed to be expecting.