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Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 148

Chapter 148: Why The NextEra CEO Is Interested In You?

When Natalie entered her office, she was greeted by the sight of her dear friend sitting comfortably on the couch, browsing through a tablet.

"Nice responses to those reporters, Nats," Mia said with a smile.

With a warm smile of her own, Natalie walked over to her friend. "Still can’t compare to you, Ms. Mia Wilson."

Mia stood up and pulled Natalie into a hug. "Feels like it’s been an eternity since I saw you."

Natalie hugged her back. "Did everything go well?"

Mia hummed in affirmation and reached into her bag, pulling out some files to hand over to Natalie. "Everything’s in place. The investment’s secured, the plan is set, and we’re ready to start production."

Natalie nodded appreciatively as the two settled on the couch. Moments later, Nora arrived with coffee for them both.

"Don’t just skim through it—sign it too," Mia teased. "Once you do, you’ll officially be my business partner."

Natalie didn’t hesitate, signing the papers with a smile. "Thank you."

"Don’t thank me. It’s your beauty, my friend, that’s brought us the biggest investor," Mia said with a mischievous grin.

"What do you mean?" Natalie asked, raising an eyebrow.

Mia leaned in with a playful look. "Do you know who the biggest investor in our perfume project is?"

Natalie caught the teasing glint in Mia’s eye and made a quick guess. "Justin?"

Mia chuckled, clearly amused. "So you do admit that Justin is enchanted by your beauty."

Natalie frowned, realizing she’d guessed wrong. "Just tell me—who’s the investor?"

"NextEra," Mia answered. "They approached me on their own with the investment offer. I gave it some thought. I didn’t want any help from my brother, so I figured using the charm of my beautiful friend—who just so happens to have captivated a very wealthy man—wasn’t a bad move."

Natalie rolled her eyes. "This has nothing to do with me. I don’t even know anyone at NextEra. If I did, wouldn’t I have already secured their investment for my own company?"

Mia grinned knowingly. "They came to me right after that scandal involving you blew up. My gut tells me this is about you. Remember that man who dropped two billion just to dance with you? I have a hunch he’s the CEO of NextEra. I know it wasn’t Adam Summers—I’ve met him before—so that leaves only one candidate: the mystery man who came like a gentle breeze and left like a storm."

Natalie frowned, lost in thought. "Did you get to meet him?"

"Nope. He’s a phantom. Doesn’t meet anyone, not even me."

Natalie raised a brow. "But Justin met him. They just closed a deal."

Mia smirked. "Oh, now that’s interesting. Your ’husband’ met the man who’s supposedly infatuated with you? Now that’s some gossip. I wonder why the NextEra CEO is interested in you?"

"Cut it out," Natalie muttered, exasperated. "Don’t start spreading rumors like the reporters."

"Aren’t you curious to know him. A mysterious man who helped you out with his wealth," Mia asked.

Natalie sure was curious but that man left no clues behind even after he danced with her for ten minutes. But the way he looked at her while dancing, It didn’t feel like he was being with her for the first time. His gaze carried the feeling of familiarity towards her.

’Have I met him before and I don’t remember?’ Natalie wondered.

Mia asked, seeing Natalie silent, "But tell me this—would you have been happier if Justin Harper had invested in our project?"

Natalie scoffed. "He’s not my real husband, Mia. Don’t get any ideas. And honestly, I prefer things that way."

"Well," Mia teased, "he may not be your real husband, but having him pretend to be one certainly has its perks. I just hope your beauty keeps attracting more investors like this!"

"Shut up," Natalie said, swatting at Mia playfully.

Natalie’s expression remained neutral, as if the news didn’t affect her in the slightest. Ella quietly excused herself, leaving the two friends alone. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

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