Justin was still occupied with an important meeting where no one dared to disturb him.
Half an hour later, when the meeting concluded and the attendees began to disperse, Noah approached him.
"Mr. Harper, we received a message. Mr. James Harper wants to meet you. He’s heading to your home."
Justin hummed thoughtfully, then paused as realization struck him. He turned to Noah. "Home? My new home?"
"Yes, Mr. Harper."
As if a sudden urgency had gripped him, Justin quickened his pace toward the car while dialing a number on his cellphone. A message greeted him instead:
[The number you are trying to reach is switched off]
"Find out where my father is right now," Justin instructed Noah sharply. Without waiting, he dialed another number while sliding into the waiting car. "Where is Natalie?" he asked briskly.
"Home. In her room," Ryan replied from the other end of the line.
Justin let out a breath of relief. "Alright, now listen carefully. My father will be there—"
"Mr. Harper," another voice interrupted. It was John, and his tone suggested he was greeting someone.
"Where is Justin?" James’s unmistakable voice came through the phone.
At that moment, Noah, who had just received an update, informed Justin, "Mr. James is already at your home."
Justin’s grip on the phone tightened. "My father is there?"
"Yes, Mr. Harper," Ryan confirmed.
"Okay, make sure Natalie stays in her room," Justin instructed, but—
"Mr. Harper... Ms. Natalie is already downstairs and..." Ryan trailed off, the realization dawning on him. He understood why his boss was giving these specific instructions. James was about to find out that his son was already living with a woman.
Justin closed his eyes briefly, trying to calm himself. "I’ll be there in five minutes. Handle it until then."
"Yes... Mr. Harper."
Thankfully the place he was at, was not far from the home and with that high end luxury car running in speed, it won’t be long to reach home.
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At Justin’s Residence.
Natalie had freshened up and decided to head downstairs for some fresh air in the garden. Dressed in comfortable home pajamas, she made her way to the drawing room—only to freeze in her tracks.
A man had just entered, and Leo was bowing respectfully, addressing him as Mr. Harper.
Natalie’s breath hitched. She recognized that face immediately. Justin’s father!
No one had told her he was coming. Panic surged through her veins. What should she do? Justin hadn’t informed anyone about their relationship yet.
Just as she was about to quietly retreat upstairs, her heart sank. A pair of sharp, deep eyes had already locked onto her. He had noticed her.
Damn it! Natalie felt her palms sweat. She glanced nervously at Leo, then at Ryan, who was holding a phone to his ear. Ryan looked back at her with a subtle expression that said, You shouldn’t be here.
"Mr. Harper, please have a seat. Mr. Justin is on his way," Ryan said, lowering his phone as the call disconnected.
Natalie hesitated, her mind racing. Should I greet him? Should I just leave quietly?
Her oversized pajamas screamed casual comfort, and anyone could tell she had been roaming the house like it was her own home. How could she face her supposed father-in-law looking like this?
Justin, where are you? Your father doesn’t look pleased to see me here, Natalie thought desperately. Has he heard about my scandalous image too?
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