"Both of you, have some shame," a woman’s voice echoed in the drawing room. "Father, would you just watch it or say something?"
Justin didn’t even have to look to know that it was Mallory.
Justin caressed Natalie’s cheek affectionately while he spoke, "What can he say? This family has no shame in killing someone openly—what’s the shame in showing love to my own wife?"
Mallory felt enraged, while Aeldric said, "Aiden, you are going to marry Grace. You should behave. I don’t care if you mess with other women outside this estate."
Justin looked at him coldly. "I don’t see other women here, and I don’t plan to mess with anyone else other than this woman in front of me—my wife. So you better mind your words before I make you regret it, Mr. Riverdale."
"You—"
"I am just here, and I see you arguing with the old man," Natalie interrupted before Aeldric could say a word, turning a little playful with her tone. "Honey, I am tired from the journey and hungry as well."
Justin hummed and turned to the butler. "Take her bag to my room and quickly arrange the breakfast. Keep a few dishes spicy. She likes spicy food."
"Everything is ready. Young master can head to the breakfast table," the butler replied and instructed the servants to take Natalie’s bags to Justin’s room.
"This is my home, and you are ordering around?" Aeldric exclaimed at the way Justin ordered the butler. "She can’t stay in your room."
"You are the one who invited her here, so be a good host, Mr. Riverdale," Justin told him. "And, to be more clear, she is not a guest. She is my wife, so she is the young mistress of this estate. She will stay nowhere but in my room."
"You are going to marry Grace. She is the one to be mistress," Aeldric said angrily. "I don’t agree with your marriage to this woman."
Justin smirked, "Who needs your approval?" He ignored him and held Natalie’s hand. "Let me take you to the breakfast table," and turned to Noah, "Bring Meira, and you too join us for breakfast."
"Who is this woman, Aiden?" Grace arrived there and saw Justin holding the hand of a woman.
"You should start watching the news from other countries as well," Justin remarked and went to the breakfast table.
These days, who didn’t know Natalie Harper—the Global CEO of the massive and wealthiest business empire across the globe, the Harper Group. The entire world knew about it, as she was the most influential person in the business world.
"That’s his wife from the Imperial City," Mallory answered Grace. "Natalie Harper, the CEO of Harper Group."
Obviously, Grace knew it, but she didn’t expect Natalie to show up here in person.
Grace clenched her fists. "That woman followed him here as well?"
"You don’t have to worry about her," Aeldric told her. "She is just nobody in our country. Don’t forget you are the daughter of Hartz family and, you are going to marry Aiden. His previous marriage is not considered here."
Grace hummed while Aeldric said, "Come, join us for breakfast."
Grace followed him.
At the breakfast table, Justin pulled out the chair for Natalie to sit and then sat in his own chair. Grace felt enraged to see her sitting next to him. There was no way she was going to sit next to Natalie, so she sat opposite Justin while Mallory sat next to her. Both women had their angry gazes fixed on Natalie.
"Is it generally hot weather in this country?" Natalie asked Justin.
"It’s mostly cold, and now winter is going to start. Are you feeling hot?" he asked.
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