From Divorce To Dominance (Natalie Xavier)

Chapter 14

[Queen Natalie: Is that all you got? Who are you really apologizing to?]

Her tweet landed like a punch. Keaton read it, and anger surged through him. He had his reasons for not tagging Natalie in his apology; he was a big deal, and big deals didn't bow down to newbies. Plus, he thought Natalie was nobody; she might not even make it past the first round.

He checked out her profile-nothing fancy about her hometown, and she clearly lacked the skills for singing or dancing; no stage experience either. The only edge she had was her looks, but this was a talent show, not a beauty pageant. Without real talent, she was as good as gone.

He found there was no need for him to worry about someone with no shot in the entertainment world. He said sorry already. If Natalie didn't want to forgive him, that just showed how small-minded she was.

Keaton scrolled through the harsh comments. Just this morning, everyone was cheering him on, and now they were all ganging up on him.

As he sifted through the endless comments, he finally found someone sticking up for him, saying Natalie was being harsh. A smile broke across his face.

Keaton felt his'reputation as a seasoned artist was unmatched by these wannabe influencers. Time would tell his character and talent would shine through. He smirked in his heart, "Tomorrow at the prelims, she'd be out in a flash, and the netizens would have a good laugh.' Feeling satisfied, he closed his laptop and decided to take it easy.

In the Xavier family's new pad, Natalie had just wrapped up her tiff with Keaton. With him ignoring her, she crossed her arms and let out a cold laugh.

Arthur noticed she was steamed and waved over a couple of maids.

The maids rushed in-one started massaging Natalie's shoulders, another worked on her legs, one poured her coffee, and another peeled an orange, feeding her piece by piece. Natalie leaned back in her chair, enjoying the pampering, and bit by bit, her anger melted away.

of warmth appeared on Arthur's usually stern face. He teased her, "Why let a nobody like Keaton get to you? If you want him out of the picture, it's a piece of cake but don't let him stress you out; otherwise, I

a playful eye-roll, "Arthur, come on, we're law-abiding folks

grudge and was always ready to fight. Those three years she

He hasn't said sorry, so it's not over, Natalie said with a smirk, her eyes

go find someone

in the lobby, hurried over. "Miss, what can I do for you?" "Could you

was a top-notch beauty salon with a century of history Their ancestors pampered queens and princess with special skincare techniques, and their products had secret formulas. With a team of top grads

the cream of the crop. Their beauticians made at least 100 thousand dollars a month, providing top-notch service, but getting an appointment was

for Natalie, that was no

the tub. The room had Bluetooth speakers linked to her phone, and soft tunes filled the

table by the tub, making it easy for Natalie to reach. She clicked her tongue in delight, wrapped in her little bubble

music stopped, replaced by a phone call. Humming a little tune, she wiped her delicate

nervously and spoke politely. "Is this Ms. Xavier? I hope I'm not interrupting. Oh, I'm Oscar, the director

Natalie said, pretending to be polite.

wanted to see if you're feeling better

to let it go. "The team has said sorry, so I guess we can just move

Xavier, for being so cool. So, will you be

an eyebrow.