Natalie was on her way to the police station when she received a call from Sean. She answered and put it on speaker, "I’ve gone through the interior project’s details, and I’ll visit the site soon. Now don’t disturb me unless it’s something really urgent."
"Are you really in the mood to talk about the project?" Sean’s amused voice came through the speaker. "Seems like you haven’t checked the news yet."
"What news?" Natalie asked, a sense of unease creeping in.
"Girl, you’re trending once more."
Natalie quickly hung up the call and pulled over to the side of the road, her heart racing. She checked the news on her mobile, and within moments, her grip on the phone tightened in anger, the veins on her arms becoming visible.
Her eyes turned icy cold as she spoke through gritted teeth, "That annoying sister of mine is asking for another beating."
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Heading back to the hotel suite in his car, Justin was deep in thought. He recalled the moment when Natalie called him Aiden and how he had responded so naturally that even Natalie seemed suspicious of his reaction.
Though he had skilfully dodged her doubtful question at the time, now he found himself having his own doubts about himself.
He had reacted to being called Aiden out of instinct, the instinct that seemed to have been engraved deeply on his mind, as if it wasn’t the first time someone had called him Aiden—almost like it was his own name.
What was that feeling? What was he missing on?
As they reached the suite, Noah received a message on his phone. He checked it and was immediately shocked by what he saw.
"Mr. Harper, you should see this," Noah said, handing his cellphone to Justin, who had just settled back behind his work desk.
Justin went through the trending news, and his brows furrowed in concern. The news was about Natalie—headlined as the elder daughter of the Ford family abusing her sister Briena and threatening to kill her.
A video accompanied the article, showing Natalie slapping Briena in the hospital corridor and threatening to bury her in the grave next to their grandfather’s. The video was clearly edited to omit whatever Briena had done to provoke Natalie’s anger.
"Mr. Harper, Ms. Briena has a significant fan following as she’s a famous pianist and is soon to be featured in a movie as an actress. Her fans seem enraged and could potentially harm Ms. Natalie," Noah informed him.
Justin hummed in acknowledgment and handed the cellphone back to Noah. "Make sure our people protect her closely."
Noah nodded and then asked, "We have the entire video of that incident from the hospital, which could uncover the truth behind it..."
"Make sure she doesn’t know it’s from us," Justin interrupted, giving his permission for Noah to proceed with his plan.
"She’ll receive it from an anonymous email," Noah assured him.
They knew if they sent the video directly, Natalie would realize she was being followed by their people, and she might not like it.
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In the hospital, Sephina sat in the chair beside the bed, her expression tense as she asked her husband, "So you met Natalie’s husband today?"
Albert, who was in a better mood, hummed in acknowledgment.
Sephina’s displeasure was evident. "You didn’t tell me, or I would have been here as well to see what kind of man she married."
"Instead of feeling angry at what your cherished granddaughter has caused once again, you’re taking her side and even praising this random man she brought into the family?" Sephina’s voice was edged with frustration. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
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