Chapter

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Natalie's movements were playful and nonchalant, prompting Darren to angrily pull his chin away from her touch. Natalie didn't seem fazed at all; instead, she batted her mesmerizing eyes, her allure as playful as it was enticing.

Darren averted his gaze, fidgeting nervously with his fingers. But the thought of her manipulating him made his blood boil. Clenching his teeth, he snapped, "It's been a while since we last met, and you've really shown your colors. I underestimated you today, and I'm definitely looking forward to our next round, Ms. Xavier."

With a radiant smile, Natalie replied, "Thanks for the compliment, Mr. Luther! Now that we're all squared away, I'm going to head out."

'Why can't she just talk normally? Why did she have to use that flirty tone? Does she think I am one of those guys who could be easily swayed?' Darren seethed inwardly.

"Bye, Mr. Luther." She waved her delicate hand at him, and as she turned, Arthur quickly stepped forward to assist her.

Leaning on his support, Natalie stood up confidently, her posture proud and regal, strutting out like a queen in her element.

This was a side of her that Darren had never seen before. It was fresh and captivating, drawing his gaze without effort. His eyes followed her graceful figure, his throat itching with a feeling he didn't want to confront. Realizing his reaction, he quickly turned away, feeling frustrated.

In an instant, the room that had been bustling felt empty with Natalie's departure, a heavy silence left in her wake.

The moment the door shut, Darren, in a fit of rage, grabbed the nearest object and hurled it against the wall.

Tony rushed in from outside, still trying to grasp what had just happened. He had been pinned down by the bodyguards and couldn't break free. Normally, Tony could handle himself, but those guards had completely restrained him.

Tony's face turned sour as he surveyed the chaotic scene. He quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Luther, I... I just-

into a tight line. "And that guy who was

interacted felt too genuine to have developed in just a few months. He guessed, 'Has she already gotten close to that guy before our divorce?' As the thought crossed his mind, Darren clenched his fists.

Darren urged again, his voice

completely-from her style and makeup to her demeanor. She was no longer the obedient and dull girl he used to know; she had become sharp-tongued and quick-witted. Not to mention, he noticed that everyone around her, from bodyguards to doctors, were top-notch professionals. In his eyes, Natalie was just some country girl from the mountains. There

in the room. Darren glanced at the screen; it flashed "Grandpa." His eyebrows raised involuntarily. It was his grandfather who had pushed for his marriage with Natalie in the first place. If he wanted to know about Natalie, he thought he could just

he answered

something

"Okay."

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Chapter 9

The call ended abruptly.

was still upset about the divorce, but he didn't

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in her phone, scrolling through trending topics. Her long lashes cast shadows, hiding her true emotions.

a slight smile. "Have they tracked who

didn't answer directly; instead, he let out

ex-husband. Only he

chuckled, his refined demeanor cracking to show a wide, mischievous grin. "Spot-on. So, what's

We'll address it in a few days." "Are you really just going to let those commenters tear you

to find a reply. This was classic Natalie-always lost in

Natalie was born, she was a prodigy. By five, her abilities were already shining. For

knowledge. But she had no patience for anything uninteresting; if people didn't flatter her, she wasn't

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