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The next moment, Caleb was already on his feet. Approaching Nash, he extended his hand in a gesture to check Nash. Nash, with a look of disdain, dodged his hand. "Find a reliable psychologist for Miranda," he said.

As soon as Caleb heard it was related to Miranda, his expression darkened.

"Bro, you've been married for three years already! Doing this, aren't you worried Nina might misunderstand?"

Nash responded lightly, "Just lending a hand." He had always maintained a distance between himself and Miranda.

Caleb did not believe it. He sneered, "In a marital relationship, it all starts with lending a hand. Once married, it's destiny. Cherish it!" Caleb patted Nash's shoulder.

This time, he spoke a bit too much. Nash gave a faint "Hmm" in response, his expression aloof.

Since he had come and spoken, Caleb could not refuse to help. While Caleb was making contacts, Nash kept his eyes on his phone screen. But not a single message popped up on his phone. Meanwhile, Nina had been walking along the sidewalk. After enjoying the evening breeze, she finally called Yvonne.

"I'm a bit hungry, could you order some takeout? I'll take a taxi over now."

"Sure." After Yvonne agreed, Nina hung up and hailed a taxi.

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Caleb had already contacted a psychologist. "Her name is Shirley Gill. She's a college classmate of mine and works as a psychologist at Sunset General Hospital. We can say we're friends."

Caleb had considered various options within his social circle before settling on Shirley. This was largely because he tended to be busy and did not maintain regular contact with people, especially female friends.

Nash said lightly, "Arrange her to come over tomorrow at noon."

"Okay." With Nash saying that, Caleb had nothing more to say.

Caleb noticed that Nash had been staring at his phone the whole time, seeming a bit distracted. Caleb could not help but ask, "It's rare for you to be like this, but I'm on duty tonight, so I can't accompany you fordrinks. If there's an issue, handle if yourself."

Nash glanced at Caleb with his deep gaze.

Watching Nash's figure walk away, Caleb shook his head.

At the moment Nash walked out of the hospital, he also tried to call Nina, but her phone was on silent mode. No one answered his call.

She was not picking up calls. In the entire city, the only place Nina could have gone was to Yvonne's.

Nash squeezed his phone. At that moment, the driver who had not yet left the hospital noticed Nash coming out. "Mr. York!" The driver immediately stepped forward.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Nash spoke coldly, "Back to the York residence." The York residence was not far from the hospital.

When the engine roared, Sally knew Nash was back. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room. As Nash stepped into the hallway, his tall figure stood out.

"Do you still remember that you are the successor of the York family at Harris Corporation's banquet tonight?" Sally frowned and looked at Nash. In that moment, he@gaze became somewhat sharp.

Nash shrugged, "I'm not a three-year-old kid."

"So are you trying to tell me I

shouldn't intervene too much in your

affairs? Nash, don't forget, if it koet

weren't for me back then, you

wouldn't be where you are now!"

Sally's words pressed in on him. She was so agitated that she stood up from the sofa.

Although she was not as tall as Nash and there was a distance between them, the imposing aura of the head of the York family was not to be ignored.