Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 336: Does Godfery Shaw Know or Not?

Julius Shaw finished speaking and left.

Nancy Allen got up, turned on all the lights in the room, and looked at the empty room as if nothing had happened before.

In the mirror, the ruby on her earlobe had turned into an emerald, reminding her that what happened was not an illusion.

Where’s Godfery Shaw?

Nancy thought about calling Godfery Shaw, but she picked up her phone and put it down again. What would she say to Godfery Shaw? What could she say?

Nancy sat on the bed for a long time, Godfery Shaw didn’t come back, and Julius Shaw didn’t return either.

Nancy felt a strong unease, always feeling that she was gradually falling into an inescapable predicament, yet she didn’t know the reason.

The bright moon hung high, and she didn’t know when it was in the middle of the night when Nancy finally fell into a deep sleep, furrowing her brows in her dreams.

"Nancy, wake up."

In her drowsiness, Nancy woke up startled. Looking at the familiar face in front of her, she thought she had just fallen asleep and Julius Shaw had returned, and she instinctively wanted to hide.

As her eyes gradually focused, she saw the tenderness in the man’s eyes in front of her, and Nancy’s evasive actions stopped.

It was an inclusive and gentle gaze.

It wasn’t Julius Shaw, it was Godfery Shaw.

Nancy relaxed and asked softly, "What’s up?"

Godfery Shaw spoke with a gentle indulgence, "Didn’t you want to make a battleship model? I’ve invited the master for you, and he’s been here for a while."

As Godfery Shaw spoke, he reached out, wanting to hold Nancy.

Nancy had already gotten up herself and said softly, "Sorry, I overslept. I’ll get up now."

Most side effects of the previous overdose had subsided, and Nancy had returned to her original delicate state. Although she lacked strength, she could take care of herself.

Seeing Nancy get up on her own, Godfery’s eyes seemed a bit regretful. He helped her up gently, "Take your time, no rush."

Nancy discreetly withdrew her hand and nodded, heading to the bathroom.

When did Godfery Shaw come back?

Did Godfery Shaw know Julius Shaw came last night?

Nancy was filled with chaotic thoughts. In front of the bathroom mirror, she saw the emerald earrings, and her heart tightened.

With Godfery Shaw’s meticulousness, he must have noticed such dazzling earrings, but he hadn’t asked anything. Did he know how she got them?

Nancy felt that if this continued, it would only get messier. She should decisively sort these things out.

Just wait for two more days. After Emma Lewis’s wedding, she’ll clear her mind and sort everything out!

After washing up, Nancy went downstairs with Godfery Shaw. They walked side by side, perfectly matching the scene.

Joyce was already setting up lunch downstairs. Only then did Nancy realize that after staying up half the night, she had actually slept until noon.

As Nancy came downstairs, she saw the model-making master waiting in the living room, in front of a large table, with several battleship models and many tools laid out.

Nancy went over and wrote on paper, "Sorry for being late and keeping you waiting."

The middle-aged master immediately stood up nervously, "Not late, not late, I haven’t waited long."

After speaking, the model master looked at Godfery Shaw beside Nancy, so nervous that he even started sweating on his forehead.

Nancy could understand why the master was nervous. Anyone who came to the Imperial Garden would feel nervous standing in front of Godfery Shaw.

Godfery Shaw was only gentle in front of her. Over these five years, his reputation in the circle was enough to strike fear in people.

Seeing this, Godfery Shaw said calmly, "Nancy, have lunch first. Master Fan has plenty of time, no need to rush."

At this point, Nancy realized that Godfery Shaw had woken her up not because the master had waited long, but because it was lunchtime since she had slept until noon.

If it weren’t for the need to eat, Godfery probably wouldn’t have woken her up even if she slept all day.

Nancy wanted to say something more, but with Godfery Shaw here, the model master was very nervous, so she nodded and said nothing.

At the dining table, there was only Godfery Shaw and Nancy.

Nancy had noticed before that whenever Godfery Shaw was at the Imperial Garden, Julius Shaw would never show up, and they never ate at the same table.

So what exactly happened last night? What allowed Julius Shaw to bypass Godfery Shaw and appear before her?

Nancy pondered over it.

Godfery Shaw, with deep eyes, asked, "Nancy, what are you thinking about?"

Nancy snapped back to reality, shook her head, and continued eating.

She quickly finished her meal quietly and then rushed over to the model master’s side to look at those models.

Master Fan, still nervous, said, "Miss, which one would you like to make? I brought a few today. If you don’t like them, you can provide a photograph."

Nancy pointed at one that looked grander and silently mouthed, "This one."

Then she wrote again, "Master Fan, sorry I find it difficult to speak. I want to make this one. Will it be done in two days?"

Finishing up, Nancy smiled at the nervous Master Fan.

Seeing Nancy’s smile, Master Fan suddenly didn’t feel so tense anymore.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and instinctively lowered his voice, saying, "It’s okay, Miss doesn’t need to speak. This isn’t difficult. We’ll do it step by step, and there’ll be enough time."

Nancy nodded gratefully.

Godfery Shaw also came over, as if wanting to help.

Master Fan, who had just calmed down, instantly grew nervous again.

Nancy shook her head at Godfery Shaw and wrote, "You don’t need to help. Go to the company. Basil Smith is on vacation, and you have a lot to handle."

Godfery Shaw paused, indeed he had many matters to attend to.

Seeing that Godfery Shaw was still standing there.

Nancy waved her hand to signal him to leave.

Godfery Shaw was worried that if he left, Nancy would also leave and not stay at the Imperial Garden. But thinking about the master being there, he nodded and left.

Once Godfery Shaw left, the atmosphere in the Imperial Garden seemed much more relaxed.

Nancy began working on the model with the master, learning very earnestly.

Three hours later, Emma Lewis made a video call.

Nancy picked up the call.

Emma Lewis’s vigorous voice called out, "Nancy Allen, are you feeling better?"

Nancy didn’t know when it started, but whenever Emma called her, she liked adding "Nancy Allen."

Nancy held her phone, looked into the camera with a smile, and nodded.

Emma spoke loudly, "Turn around so I can see if you’re really alright."

Nancy placed her phone on the desk stand and obediently turned around once.

Emma was finally relieved, "Looks like you’ve really recovered. Since you’re better, stay at the Imperial Garden. I’ll come pick you up now to accompany me for a wedding photoshoot."

Nancy glanced at the model beside her but still nodded.

Emma ended the call, satisfied.

Looking at the model they had barely started, Nancy wrote apologetically, "Master Fan, I’m really sorry, I have to go out for a while. Will you be available tonight?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I’m quite free recently, and I sleep very late."

With such generous pay, he’d make time no matter what!

Emma soon arrived, calling from outside, "Nancy Allen! Come out quickly~"

Nancy once again nodded apologetically to Master Fan and headed to Emma’s car.

Basil Smith immediately got out to let Nancy take the front passenger seat.

Emma instantly stopped him, "What are you doing? The front seat is too dangerous. Nancy Allen, sit in the back."

Basil Smith: "..."