Meanwhile, at the engagement party, Ford and the Brown family were busy entertaining the guests. Clara and Briena managed to slip away from the crowd, and Lily soon joined them.
"Lily, any update?" Briena asked. "Didn’t she leave a while ago with her bodyguard?"
Lily nodded. "The staff handed her the room key just as we planned. I’m sure she’s there by now, with her bodyguard..."
Briena glanced at her mother. "Weren’t we supposed to arrange someone for her?"
"What does it matter who she sleeps with?" Clara shrugged. "In fact, it’d be even better if it’s her bodyguard. That would stir up an even bigger scandal."
Lily smirked. "She’s not slipping away this time. That footage of her with other man will be everywhere soon."
"When do we get it?" Briena asked, a wicked glint in her eyes, as if she couldn’t wait to destroy Natalie.
"The drugs should last a while. Let her have her fun. We’ll check on her in a few hours," Clara said, smirking. "Not just check, but she would be famous than ever."
"Mother, we can’t just leave the party. Grandma will scold us," Briena reminded her.
"Don’t worry, Briena," Lily reassured her. "I’ll take care of everything."
"Thanks, Lily," Briena said with a satisfied smile.
As they parted ways with Lily, Clara leaned in toward Briena. "It’s smart that you left it to Lily. If anything goes wrong, she’ll be the one to blame."
Briena gave an immediate nod. "That’s why I said we can’t get involved."
Clara’s eyes gleamed with pride. "You’re learning fast."
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Albert was growing increasingly concerned that Natalie had been gone for too long. He decided to call her, only to discover that she had left her cellphone behind.
"Gael, go check on Natalie," he instructed his caretaker.
Gael left to follow the order while Albert tried to reassure himself. John is with her. She’ll be alright.
A short while later, John arrived, his expression serious. Though he hadn’t been able to prevent what had happened to Natalie, he was determined to make those responsible pay.
"John," Albert asked anxiously, "where is Natalie?"
"Mr. Aiden has returned, and she left with him," John replied calmly. "She told me to let you know not to worry—she’s headed home with him."
Albert chuckled, his tension easing. "No wonder she didn’t even come back to say goodbye."
John gave a polite nod, then discreetly picked up Natalie’s cellphone. As he prepared to leave, he also pocketed the glass she had used to drink the juice.
While leaving, John caught the sight of a particular woman, who had now noticed him just as he had planned.
The juice server, who John had beaten the hell out of him, and the hotel staff who offered them a room key, both said Lily’s name. She even dared arrange the men to assault Natalie.
John didn’t need to be instructed by Justin on what to do. He himself decided what he was going to do with the culprit and he was sure to make the culprit regret everything, the brutal way he knew.
Without a miss Lily followed John, trying her best to not get noticed, unaware that he himslef was luring her away.
’Shouldn’t he be with that horny bitch at this moment? What is he doing here?’
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Meanwhile, the new suite had been prepared for Justin and Natalie. In her unconscious state, Justin carried Natalie to the suite and laid her gently in the bedroom.
Fresh clothes had been arranged for Natalie so she could sleep comfortably after changing into them.
"I’ll leave her to Natalie. Hurting Briena at this moment means hurting Mr. Ford. Let Natalie decide her fate," Justin replied. "But by tomorrow morning, I want to see them crushed by a big loss." freēwēbnovel.com
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