Nash could not help but burst out laughing.
Yale shot her a sideways glance that seemed to question her sudden laugh.
Nash wanted to hold back her laugh but ended up laughing even louder.
"Sorry, Mr. Nathan. I don't mean to laugh. I just think that you're very adorable when being threatened by my nephew and niece," she explained while laughing.
Yale stated coldly, "Idiot."
Hearing this, Nash instantly stopped laughing.
"Mr. Nathan, I'm just innocent, not an idiot," she explained.
Yale said nothing.
Quietly moving over, Nash grabbed the hem of his shirt and shook lightly.
"Hey..."
As soon as she spoke, Yale turned to the side, and the hem of his shirt slipped from her hand.
Nash looked at him in stupefaction.
"I don't like physical contact! It's dirty!" Yale said with a frown.
Nash apologized embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Nathan. I just..."
