Chapter 439: The Cornered Animal

The restaurant was all polished woods, velvet chairs, and had the kind of silence that said important people ate here. In one word, it had all the warmth of a graveyard. And seated at the head of the table like a king in his den was President Roy.

Except there was one person Jameson hadn’t mentioned would be present.

Natalie froze, the breath knocked from her lungs like a sucker punch at the sight of her.

Kate.

Her stepmother.

Kate was seated beside her father and looked up the second she sensed her arrival.

"Oh, look who finally showed up," Kate said, smiling far too brightly as she peered over the rim of her glass.

But Natalie didn’t move, she stood there like a deer caught in headlights.

"What are you standing there for? That’s President Roy. Greet him," Jameson nudged her with an elbow, snapping her out of it.

President Roy didn’t look like a president, at least not in the stiff, boring way most imagined. He was in his early fifties, but age sat lightly on him.

His red hair, brushed back with a touch of silver at the temples, gave him a graceful, striking edge. Dressed in a crisp navy shirt with rolled sleeves and dark trousers, President Roy looked relaxed, in control, and deceptively approachable. Fit, tall, and confident, he wore power without needing to flaunt it.

"Hello, Mr. President," Natalie greeted, her voice breathy like someone who’d just sprinted a mile.

"Hello, Natalie. How long has it been? Last year?" He asked, his green eyed studying her.

"Two years ago, sir," she replied politely.

taken aback. "How quickly time

Natalie’s father, gesturing to the chair. "The kids grow up so fast these days. What

his wife, Kate. At once, uniformed waiters approached them and began to serve the first course: rosemary butter scallops, a bowl of pumpkin

to her, slicing through the silence like one of the steak knives on the table.

napkin. She didn’t look at her

There was no warmth, nor any follow-up

a dry chuckle. "That’s more than you’ve

lifting his glass, paused mid-air. "Two years?"

home. When school closes, she sails

and took a slow sip. This? All of this? It was

said casually, setting the glass down. "I’d like to explore the rest of the

genuine

just like you when I was younger, always on the

laughter at the

Natalie. She just folded her hands in her lap, expression unreadable, and waited for the real

take the bull by the horn since

the new position." She said straight

Roy wiped his mouth with his napkin and dropped it on the

grandfatherly. "You’re not just a House Leader. You’re the eyes and

lifted her brow. "So I’m

hands. "I want you to observe. To ensure that school doesn’t become a

who pushed

her, but President

smile

balance. And right now, the board needs a human voice it

shoved her in front of a firing squad," Natalie said flatly. "And I’m supposed to play nice while the wolves stare at me like I stole their

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