The next day, Grace and Natalie came across each other. The usually smug Grace tried to ignore her, but Natalie wasn’t going to let it go.
"So, it was a wild night, huh?" Natalie commented. "It must’ve been—after all, you hired the top escort in the city."
Grace turned to her, furious. "Shut up. I’m sure even our husband doesn’t want anyone to know that one of his wives spent a night with an escort—just because he was incompetent to satisfy me."
Natalie raised a brow at her reaction. She was certainly a tough nut.
"So finally, you called him our husband and admitted that I’m his wife?" Natalie said. "But let me correct you—he’s just my husband, not yours. Or else, he wouldn’t have let you sleep with someone else. As for satisfying you? Hmm... how about we turn that into how the spoiled daughter of the Hartz family is addicted to sex and has been calling escorts to her bed for years now?" Natalie pulled out her cellphone and showed some pictures to Grace.
Grace’s eyes widened as she heard Natalie continue, "These are your pictures from the past few years—since you started entertaining yourself with different escorts. So horny, aren’t you? But your father doesn’t know about it, does he? How about I show you the ones from when you were just seventeen and lost your virginity to one handsome escort?"
Grace tried to snatch the phone, but Natalie quickly pulled it back. "Seems like you liked what you saw. I’ll send you copies soon."
"Don’t you dare," Grace growled.
"I have entire history of your life that can ruin you in a moment, so you better behave," Natalie warned and let out a mocking chuckle and walked away, letting her know who held the game now. "You better get what my husband asked you to."
Grace had been given the task of bringing certain files and information related to her father’s business—and some of his secrets. For that, she was to follow her father everywhere he went for business meetings. She was even asked to steal past records from the secret safe in her father’s study.
Unwillingly, she left to go to her parents’ home.
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In Imperial City
Meira was ready to leave her room after a servant had asked her to come out for breakfast. Julia, who had already been informed, was waiting for Meira at the breakfast table along with Noah.
Meira looked at her, wondering who the elderly woman was, only to hear Noah say, "Ms. Meira, this is Madam Julia Harper—Ms. Natalie’s grandmother."
"Good morning, Madam Harper," she greeted politely.
The old lady offered her a pleasant smile and said, "Just call me Grandma. Don’t follow this guy Noah, who likes to be overly formal with everyone."
Meira simply nodded, and Julia offered her a seat. As they had breakfast together, Julia spoke kindly to make her feel comfortable and said, "This is your home from now on. Feel free to do whatever you want."
Meira nodded.
"Soon, I’ll introduce you to Natalie’s parents and a few other close people."
The girl quietly nodded again.
After breakfast, Julia showed Meira around the estate as the two talked for a long while. Julia eventually grew tired, and when she went to rest, Noah—who had been busy with some work—came to find Meira, who was now alone, enjoying the view of the estate.
"Ms. Meira, there’s something we need to talk about," he said.
She recalled that he had said the same thing the night before and nodded.
"I wanted to ask what you’d like to study. Is there a particular subject or field you’re interested in?" he asked.
She looked a little confused, so he handed her a file. "Go through this. It has various courses you can enroll in at the university."
"University?" she asked in shock.
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