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.

"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,

a playful eye-roll,

Arthur asked; his voice was unsure. He knew Natalie had a fiery spirit-she never let go of a grudge and was always ready to fight. Those three

said sorry, so it's not over, Natalie said with

up his sleeves. "I'll go find someone to drag him over here to

wait. Someone will definitely call me soon," Natalie replied casually, yawning as she stretched. She snapped her fingers, and a maid, who had been waiting in

techniques, and their products had secret formulas. With a team of top grads from fancy universities and patents, many high-end skincare brands

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

that

in the tub. The room had Bluetooth speakers linked to

it easy for Natalie to reach. She clicked

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

felt a bit awkward hearing her sweet voice. He chuckled nervously and spoke politely. "Is this Ms.

it's Osear," Natalie said, pretending to be

remember that mix-up we had before? I wanted to see if you're feeling better about it,"

team has

being so cool. So, will you

an eyebrow. "Maybe. Haven't