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."

Natalie's phone vibrated. "Hold on a second, Mr. Luther," she said, stepping outside. She looked stunning, her every step highlighting her curves, her skin

going outside anyway. She grabbed her phone and connected

Where are you now?

just a small incident. Bring a few

asked, puzzled. "What kind of

Arthur realized this was serious. He paused, then said, "Got it, I'll be there in ten." "Okay, I'll wait for you." After hanging up,

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

as he noticed the crowd behind her. His face grew stern,

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intense. "Natalie, you better

she replied languidly, swaying to the bed and making Darren's jaw

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sat casually, crossing her legs and twirling a strand of

Darren at bay. His expression turned

was a capable fighter; he could handle several opponents with case. But now, he faced about twenty

him against the bed, limbs spread and secured. Meanwhile, the

seething. "What do you think

paid him

each small sip,

grinding

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