Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79: Invitations For Charity Gala

Briena and Ivan quietly entered Albert’s hospital room, where he appeared to be sleeping. In reality, Albert was only pretending, hoping his family would leave him in peace.

"How’s Grandpa?" Briena asked softly.

"He has to stay in the hospital for another month," Sephina replied with a frown.

Briena pulled a worried expression. "Why? Wasn’t he well enough to visit Natalie’s home?"

"That’s probably why his condition worsened," Sephina grumbled, clearly displeased.

"Oh, by the way, I saw Natalie leaving with her husband. Did he come here?" Briena asked, curios.

Sephina’s face flushed with anger at the mention of him. "Don’t bring him up. That wretch married a rude, ill-mannered bastard just like her, who doesn’t even know how to speak to his in-laws."

Briena felt a wave of satisfaction, though she hid it behind her concerned expression. Ivan, standing beside her, felt the same sense of relief. Natalie really did marry a random man with no status and class.

"She met us outside, acting as if she’d married the most powerful man in the country," Briena complained, her tone laced with frustration. "She didn’t even speak to us properly. I’m used to it, but Ivan—after everything she’s done to him, she couldn’t even show him respect."

"She’s just covering her shame with arrogance," Clara chimed in, holding her daughter’s hand. "Don’t worry, Briena. She’ll soon realize the mistake she’s made."

Sephina’s eyes narrowed thoughtfully at these words. "There’s a charity gala tomorrow evening. Every company will be represented, and since Natalie is now CEO, she’ll receive an invitation. But her husband won’t but let’s see if she brings him. That’s your chance to show her where she and her husband truly belongs," she said, turning her gaze to Ivan. "And remind her of what she’s lost."

Briena and Ivan understood what Sephina meant and nodded.

’Natalie, this time, entire business world will see you getting humiliated,’ Briana thought with a smirk. ’CEO? Tsk! You would be left as nothing but a joke.’

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After Natalie returned to her office, Dan greeted her and followed her in. "Ms. Natalie, there’s an invitation for you," he said, placing an elegant card on her desk.

Natalie glanced at the card while Dan explained, "It’s for the annual charity gala. All the major company representatives are invited, and as the CEO, you’re expected to attend."

She closed the invitation and tossed it onto the table dismissively. "We don’t have time for this right now. We’re the ones seeking capital at the moment, not in a position to offer it to charity."

"Maybe just your presence there could help us attract an investor..." Dan suggested cautiously.

"With my spotless reputation, what do you think will really happen?" Natalie asked sarcastically, as she opened a file and began working.

Dan understood her meaning and remained silent.

"I assume you don’t want your CEO cozying up to some bald, pot-bellied rich man to secure funding?" she added bluntly.

"Absolutely not, Ms. Natalie," Dan quickly denied, before handing her another file. "Here’s the list of artists you asked for. Most of them have potential, but they don’t have the right opportunities yet."

Natalie was about to review the list when her phone rang. It was Mia. Natalie, having been worried about her friend who had been out of touch for a while, answered immediately.

"So you’re not dead yet?" Natalie asked with mock annoyance.

"Calm down, girl. I finally escaped my grandmother’s clutches and made it back home," Mia’s exhausted voice came through the line.

"What did the bandit queen do to you?"

"No, no, you have to go!" Mia protested. "That’s the only reason I managed to slip away from my grandmother—by convincing her I’d meet ’desirable’ men there. If I don’t show up, she’ll drag me back! And there’s no way I’m going alone."