Nathan’s P.O.V. (Continued)
He anticipated that Mr. Silva might ask for wine after signing the contract to celebrate the last contract of his professional career.
I laughed at him at that time, but now I was glad that I let him do whatever he wanted to do.
I took glasses and poured some wine.
“Put some ice, Nathan.” Mr. Silva instructed me, and I did as instructed.
I brought both the glasses to him and gave one of them to him.
He mumbled a thank while taking the glass, but his face was serious.
We clinked the glasses before I went to the other side.
I sat down on the single couch and crossed my legs before taking a sip from the glass.
For an unknown reason, I was nervous about this conversation.
“I know why you made these changes, Nathan.” He said to me after a stressful short si
