Nathan didn't return home.
He went directly to his office at the company.
Even after all of Secretary Chen's complaints, he remained stubborn and persistent about heading there under the pretense of needing to check something.When in reality, he just needed a bit of time alone to rethink a bunch of things.
He reassured Tao that he would tell him everything that happened with Mark once he had finished his business and returned home, clean and ready to work.
This was a lie though, as he intended to stay there all night.
He pushed open his office door, turned on the lights, and went to the small bar next to the bookshelves.
He grabbed a bottle of whiskey and resumed his drinking, which had been interrupted earlier by a sudden headache and throbbing pain.
He rested the glass of liquor on the coffee table and took a vintage leather notebook and a fountain pen from the first drawer of his desk.
He needed to write a few things down to organize his thoughts.
