Chapter 179: Who Is Your Husband?

Natalie sat quietly, waiting patiently to wish her grandfather when he arrived. Soon, the elderly couple entered the garden, and everyone gathered to welcome them.

Meanwhile, Briena emerged with her cousins and friends. They all noticed Natalie sitting alone, flanked only by her two bodyguards.

"Does she think she’s some kind of celebrity or really rich, needing bodyguards with her all the time?" one girl scoffed.

Briena shrugged casually. "Why don’t you go ask her?"

They smirked and made their way toward Natalie.

Noticing them approaching, Natalie spoke quietly to her two men. "You might see the unpleasant side of my family today, but you’re not allowed to intervene or harm anyone. Just stay put."

"What if someone tries to harm you?"

"They won’t. They may insult me, but I can handle that," she replied.

The two nodded, though they both knew that if anyone tried to harm her, they wouldn’t hesitate to step in.

Briena and the group of young women finally reached Natalie.

"Natalie, why are you all alone? Wasn’t your husband invited?" one of the girls asked, her tone dripping with mockery.

Natalie leaned back in her chair, folding her hands gracefully in front of her and crossing one leg over the other, her posture elegant and poised.

"Seems like you’ve been dumped by your latest boyfriend if you’re so interested in my husband," Natalie countered smoothly.

They nearly burst into laughter, and one girl sneered, "Interested in a gigolo? Please, our standards aren’t as low as yours."

"I bet you couldn’t match my standards if you tried," Natalie replied calmly, thinking, No man compares to Justin—of course I have high standards.

Ryan glanced at John, as if to ask, Did that woman just call our boss a gigolo?

John nodded, staying silent.

"These women are truly out of their minds," Ryan muttered under his breath.

"So, why didn’t you bring him?" another girl taunted. "Are you ashamed to have him here?"

"I wanted to spare him from women like you going crazy over him," Natalie replied, her gaze shifting to Briena. "She almost lost her mind over my husband, too."

"What are you talking about?" Briena snapped. "I have Ivan. You can keep your gigolo husband."

a brow, and Briena immediately seemed

Briena blurted out, trying to shift everyone’s attention, and then quickly led the group

herself.

sat in his wheelchair as hotel staff assisted him, while Sephina,

and Sephina could personally meet each attendee. Albert spoke with each relative and close friend, all the while his eyes searching for

he finished talking to everyone,

"Grandpa."

cheerfully, signaling the staff to bring

in front of him, and Albert asked,

important to attend

Justin Harper and understanding his

overheard and thought, Is he not coming? I had a plan prepared

he’ll be here shortly,"

let out a quiet sigh of

parents, bringing a new face along—a young, beautiful woman, Ivan’s younger

except for Ivan, who simply

greet Albert. Sephina joined them as Clara and Jay

and Mrs. Ford," they all greeted Albert and Sephina

his. Ivan offered her a smile, and she shared a happy glance with Irene, the

drifting toward Natalie, as if he couldn’t resist looking at her. Natalie, however, didn’t spare

himself in a spot that

and gave him a questioning

some unpleasant gazes from following

standing nearby, now on the other side of John. Ivan had overheard

cake-cutting ceremony soon began, and everyone gathered around to

approached Albert and handed him a

accepted it warmly. "Thank you, my dear. Though you

from Aiden,"

"So thoughtful of him."

gift for your

sister, Irene, smirking at her. "It’s

afford anything expensive enough for her," Natalie replied, glancing at Sephina, who confirmed with

woman despised Natalie as

of you, don’t be rude to her," Albert said firmly. "She’s here for me, and the rest of you don’t

Sephina said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "They were

glance with Briena before speaking up again. "I want to see what

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