Despite the headache pounding in her temples, Natalie allowed herself to relax in the soothing warmth of the bath. Even as peace settled over her, her thoughts kept circling back to revenge.
’How could I have been so careless? Maybe I let my guard down because Grandpa was around. I never expected them to pull something this disgusting.’
After her bath, Natalie dressed in the clothes left for her—a shirt and trousers, just her style, though she knew they were expensive.
When she stepped out of the bathroom, Justin was no longer in the bedroom. She went to the drawing room and found him talking quietly with Noah as the two watched the news.
The headlines flashed across the screen:
The Ford and Brown industries lose a major project, resulting in devastating losses. Stock prices plummet.
Natalie’s gaze flicked to Justin. His dark, intense stare was locked on the TV, and she knew immediately that this was his doing—his revenge for what had happened to her the night before.
Wearing that high neck, full sleeved black stylish T-shirt, paired with the light grey trousers, the look she was seeing him in for the first time, she could not deny he was looking incredibly handsome.
He turned to look at her and she immediately focussed her attention on the news.
It was the top story of the day, sending shockwaves through the business world. News anchors speculated wildly, raising all kinds of questions:
"Which powerful enemy could the Fords and Browns have angered to trigger such a disaster?"
"Just yesterday, the Fords and Browns were unite through the engagement of their children. Does it have anything to do with it?
"This engagement can offend only one person, Natalie Ford. Is she the one to cause it?’
"Reports suggest Natalie Ford has ties with several wealthy men. Is this corporate collapse part of her revenge by her connection with wealthily men?"
As the segment ended, Noah turned and gave Natalie a respectful nod before quietly excusing himself.
Natalie sat down on the sofa. "Is that what you’re doing?"
"Do you have any doubts?" Justin responded coolly.
"Then the last claim they made about me in the news is certainly true."
Justin’s gaze didn’t waver. "You should make it clear to them that you’re not involved with many rich men—but only one. And that one is more than capable of turning everything upside down if anyone dares to mess with you." His expression was cold and resolute. "And this is just the beginning."
Natalie swallowed hard. He was doing all of this for her. Why? Was she really that important to him now—important enough to create chaos in her defence?
Justin stood, motioning toward the dining table. "Let’s have breakfast."
Natalie followed him, sitting down across from him.
"It’s late, and you still haven’t had breakfast?" she asked.
He began serving food for both of them and replied, "I was busy with work." freёweɓnovel.com
Justin studied her, knowing she was just as angry, though she masked it well. He exhaled and said quietly, "I’ll let it go... since you didn’t deny it when I called you my woman."
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