While Justin was engrossed in his meeting, Natalie continued chatting with her grandfather, Albert.
"Grandpa, I’m sorry for releasing that video. I’m sure Briena didn’t really mean anything bad about you. She was just trying to provoke me because she knows how much I care about you. She loves you as much as I do."
Albert smiled lightly. "I believe whatever you say. Moreover, she is my granddaughter as well, so I won’t mind whatever she says. I care for both of you."
Natalie nodded lightly and stood up. "Grandpa, I’m going to cook a nice meal for you today."
Albert chuckled teasingly. "Only for me? Not for your husband? Don’t ignore him, or he might not be too happy about me coming here."
Natalie laughed softly. "I care about you more. If he has an issue, that’s his problem."
"Don’t let him hear that," Albert teased again. "I want to visit you often, so let’s not give him any reason to dislike me."
"Can he even dare to stop you?" she joked as she prepared to head to the kitchen. "I need to order a few things. Where did I leave my phone?" She looked around and realized it was in the bedroom. Deciding to retrieve it, she made her way to the door.
She lightly knocked before slowly opening the door and peeking inside like a thief, trying not to disturb Justin. She watched the busy man talking on the video call, his deep authoritative voice echoing in the room.
’Such a beautiful sight to see.’
Just then Justin turned to look at her. She got back to her and gestured to him asking if she could come in. He nodded, and she quietly entered, signaling that she was only there to grab her phone.
She reached for the phone on the table, not realizing it was still plugged in. As she pulled it, the charger slipped out of the socket and clattered to the floor, making a noise.
"Oh, sorry," she blurted out, immediately bending down to pick up the charger that had fallen near the chair where Justin was sitting. He glanced at her but continued his meeting, both unaware that her presence had been noticed by those on the video call.
Suddenly, a chorus of gasps echoed through the laptop speakers as the people in the meeting caught sight of Natalie. Seeing a woman around Justin for the first time—especially in what appeared to be a bedroom with a bed visible in the background—was shocking to them. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
Clearly, she wasn’t just a random woman.
Realizing the situation, Justin immediately shut the lid of his laptop so no one could see Natalie.
"Seems like it’s broken," Natalie observed the cracked charger, unaware of the storm she had just stirred up in the minds of the people Justin had been talking to.
"I’ll get you a new one," Justin offered, noticing her disappointed expression.
"No, it’s alright. I have a spare one," she then noticed he had closed his laptop. "Did I disturb your meeting?"
"I had almost finished it," he assured her.
"Umm, alright. I’m preparing a meal. Make sure to come out early."
Justin nodded, and she left the bedroom.
As soon as she stepped out, her expression turned to one of surprise.
’Did we just talk normally, without mocking each other? That’s strange. Seems like he’s only decent when he’s busy working otherwise his mouth only opens to spill insults all the time.’
Inside the bedroom, Justin reopened his laptop, only to find everyone talking among themselves, clear that they had even heard the talk between him and Natalie as the microphone attached to his collar was still on.
"Did you hear the way he talked? Since when does he know to talk so softly?"
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