“Never mind if you don't want to go to the kitchen, but I'm not eating then.” Natalie stood up as well and made to leave.

It was true that she didn't want to dine at the same table as Jacqueline, but at the same time, she also wanted to see her importance to Sean.

She wanted to know who mattered more to him, between her and Jacqueline.

If I'm more important to him, perhaps she'll have to think twice before doing anything to me. But if it's the other way round, then I'll resign myself to putting up with her moving forward. After all, this is their territory.

Of course, she hoped that it was the latter. If so, perhaps Sean wouldn't stop her if she wanted to teach Jacqueline a lesson.

“Don't go,” Sean called out to Natalie, a frown marring his countenance.

A flash of something flickered in Natalie's eyes, and she halted in her tracks. “I can stay, but you have to send her away right this instant. I don't want to see her.”

“Okay.” Sean nodded in acquiescence.

Jacqueline's expression turned grim. “Sean-”

“That's enough. Hurry up and go to the kitchen. Don't forget your place.” Sean's gaze was glacial, and he eyed her as though he was a venomous snake that would strike anytime.

Jacqueline's face contorted endlessly. Wrath and resentment stained her features, one after another.

My place? Hah! Isn't it just because I don't matter as much to him as she does?

I'll see how long you can protect her! It'll be far too

she whirled around and stomped toward

smile. “Now that she's gone, will you

she nodded in the end and sat

exceedingly careful with him. In particular, I can't anger him, for I can't even begin to guess what

fork

a hand propped against his head, gazing at her with an affectionate yet strange

of deal?”

Jacqueline was

the second culprit. So, why do you still want

question, Sean's expression turned solemn, and he lowered his

mum, Natalie grabbed his collar and demanded loudly, “Well? Hadn't my in-laws been good to you? Why do you want to protect a murderer? She killed the person who regarded you as her

I hove my own plon,” Seon murmured with

she

know thot. Anyhow, it's not entirely impossible if you wont to bring her to justice. Thot's why I offered to moke o deol with you.” The corners of Seon's

of dreod inexplicobly deluged

wos definitely not one

ot the thought of bringing Jocqueline to justice, she

few seconds, Notolie curled her honds into fists ond stored right into the mon's eyes.

long os you promise to divorce Shone ond be with me, I'm willing to hond her over to him. How's thot? This deol is octuolly o piece of

her grip on his collor ond

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