From Divorce To Dominance (Natalie Xavier)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

"Everyone, please take a seat!" Darren said, clapping his hands together and nodding calmly.

As the room quieted, an officer addressed Natalie. "Ms. Xavier, Mr. Luther here claims you intentionally injured him, resulting in a mild concussion."

They rolled a video showing Natalie smacking Darren on the head with her bag. The footage was clear, capturing both their faces..

Tony handed Natalie a concussion report.

It seemed they were well-prepared. On her way over, Natalie had pondered the trouble she might be in. But seeing Darren, it all clicked. No wonder he'd left the talent show early and hadn't returned-he was here, waiting for her.

She couldn't help but chuckle inwardly, then said, "Officers, I'm sorry for the trouble. I made a mistake, and I'm ready to own up to it, including the medical costs. I promise it won't happen again. Mr. Luther, I'm genuinely sorry. Can you find it in you to forgive me?"

The officers looked at her: a young woman, beautiful and articulate. She didn't seem like the type to cause trouble. But looks could be deceiving; many a brazen person had backed down in the face of authority.

"Alright, one officer said. "Since you admit fault and have a good attitude, would you both like to settle this privately?"

Natale smiled sweetly, "Settle? Absolutely! I'm all for it, Mr. Luther. What do you say?"

Darren smirked coldly at her eagerness. He'd thought her tough, but now she seemed to be pleading with him to let it go.

Darren signaled Tony to show the officers out, leaving just him and Natalie in the room. He looked at her with a chilling smile. "If you agree to leave Greton, I won't press charges."

step highlighting her curves, her skin catching

She grabbed her phone and

Why were you taken in? Where are you now? Do you need me to come over?" Arthur's voice

just a small incident. Bring a few

asked, puzzled. "What kind of

cheek him out." Hearing her tone, Arthur realized this was serious. He paused, then said, "Got it, I'll be there in ten."

Arthur at the forefront. Behind him were over twenty bodyguards, followed by a medical team of at least ten. Upon seeing her, they all greeted respectfully, "Good day, Ms. Xavier!" Natalie waved back, and then entered the

phone call and you-" Darren said, his voice low as he noticed the crowd behind

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"Natalie, you better

me Ms. Xavier," she replied languidly, swaying

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of her wrist, the bodyguards sprang into action, pulling up a chair for her. She sat casually, crossing her legs and twirling a strand of hair. With a snap

barrier around the hospital bed, keeping Darren at bay. His expression turned icy. As he was about to move, they restrained him, pinning him

he could handle several opponents

against the bed, limbs spread and secured. Meanwhile, the medical team prepared equipment and

hissed, anger seething. "What

paid him any

her coffee leisurely, enjoying each small sip, never bothering to glance his

again, grinding

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