Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 172: Message From Little Star

After arguing with Justin, Natalie returned to the office and busied herself in the work. But she couldn’t stop cursing Justin in her mind.

’That Jerk. How could you just dismiss someone without considering their efforts? John was his trusted man and he just.....Is he some god to build some ridiculous rules which can’t be broken? Is he truly some kind of Mafia, hiding behind a faced businessman?’ She wondered, but then frowned, ’I don’t need to be scared of him. I wasn’t scared of anyone in Xyros city, then what more is this spoiled rich brat?’

She looked at her cellphone, and once more dialed John’s number but couldn’t reach him once more.

I hope he’s okay... The thought tugged at her heart. This is all my fault. All he did was try to protect me, and now he’s the one paying for my mistakes. I just need to know he’s safe, and maybe then I can finally have some peace.

With a sigh, Natalie set the phone back on her desk and leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples. Then, a soft ping alerted her to a new message.

Assuming it wasn’t anything important, she picked up her phone lazily. But as she saw the sender, her eyes widened.

Message from: Little Star.

Ivan? she wondered in disbelief. Why is he messaging me now, after all this time, from that old ID?

She opened the message to read it, her heart gripped with those past feelings when she would feel comforted whenever she received a message from Little Star.

She opened the message, her pulse quickening.

Little Star: Soon, we will meet. Wait for me.

Natalie stared at the words, blinking several times in disbelief. What the hell is Ivan trying to pull? Her heart raced, a mixture of anger and confusion swirling inside her. Is he out of his mind?

out a reply: Go to hell, and don’t ever message me

Her fingers

to him. I already repaid him for everything. I owe him nothing. He can

somewhere she had this unsettling feeling in

----

evening, at Ivan’s private

leather couch, glasses of wine in hand. Briena rested comfortably against him, savoring the intimacy and the warm

husband to the anniversary gathering," Briena said with a casually. "Even though Natalie doesn’t really

then you must be right," Briena replied, grinning inside, ’Can’t wait for him to

for her to marry him," Ivan said, his gaze narrowing ahead, "I am sure she will regret it

"How does she even tolerate him? Sleeping with

she doing the same?" Ivan remarked with a bitter

never tolerate it if you sleep with another woman. I want

and brushed his hand along her cheek. "I never will," he promised, his voice low and smooth before pressing

tender side of Ivan. He wasn’t as cold with her as he was with

grew more intense, Briena gently pulled back

paused, his gaze lingering on Briena. "After the

at her lips.

always do," Ivan murmured,

upper hand this time and will make him

are you

back to her senses and replied, "Can I