Leaving Nathaniel's mansion was much easier than coming in. She had tried to battle her way out earlier but now that her discussion with Nathaniel was done, he must have ordered his bodyguards to let her go because no one bothered to stop her.
She shot one of them a smile. He was the one who had been most aggressive with her in the car and would have slapped her across the face if his companion did not remind him that Nathaniel didn't want a single strand of hair missing from her head. At least the old fart had some manners, she thought.
