Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 421: Savage Natalie

Grace was fuming inside with anger as well. She was going to be the daughter-in-law of this family, but Natalie had started to act like one.

She turned to Aeldric. "Mr. Riverdale, what is she doing here? Isn’t she aware that Aiden and I are going to marry?"

Aeldric’s expression turned grave. He was the one who had invited Natalie here, expecting some other outcome, but...

"I am here because Mr. Riverdale personally invited me to attend your wedding," Natalie answered her, a light smirk playing on her lips.

Grace looked at Aeldric with shocked expressions. Why would this old man do this when it was already tough for her to get Justin’s attention—and now this woman was here, so how was she going to do it?

"I invited her to let her see where she stands and who’s the real mistress of this family," Aeldric assured Grace. "Once you marry Aiden, you will be the legal mistress of this home and his wife. We don’t consider marriages that happened outside the Eastern Country as legal once here."

Grace felt relieved, and her lips curved into a smile as she looked at Natalie—but it didn’t last long with what she heard next.

"Justin," Natalie said, "that means we don’t have to get divorced for you to marry another woman in this country?"

"We don’t need to," Justin replied.

"Woah! That’s a great relief," Natalie said happily. "I can keep being your Queen, while you can have those useless concubines on the side. I don’t mind having a few sidekicks for myself."

"As long as you like it," Justin replied smoothly, adding more food to Natalie’s dish. "Eat well."

Grace gritted her teeth, seeing how Justin sided with whatever Natalie said. "Who are you calling a sidekick?"

Natalie offered her wicked smile. "You’re angry—that means you understood your place, Ms. Hartz. Haven’t you read history? Kings had one Queen, and the rest were just useless playthings... Oops... I mean, concubines."

means nothing. That means I would be the Queen, and you are no better than a mistress," Grace

mistress and spends all his nights with her,

fall for

asked, as she looked at

as he fed Natalie with his own

the anger that she must have felt

killed someone here out of anger, he wouldn’t mind. She didn’t deserve

the side, Meira was eating quietly with her head lowered. She couldn’t help but admire Natalie

all. He was used to Justin and Natalie running over other

and Justin had argued over anything, that would have been better—but the scene was something else. He didn’t want to touch Justin’s bottom line before the wedding, as he needed it to happen without any issues. And he knew, just like

to be patient and let them have some fun until he

for help, but the man said, "Grace, wait till

calmed down. She was sure that in this family, what Aeldric said was the

should eat as well. All you’re doing is feeding me." She fed him with her spoon, which Justin ate

Why do you still keep calling him Justin?" Grace asked, displeased, and looked at Aeldric, "Am I right, Mr

the

looked back at her, calm, but wickedly arrogant. "I clearly know the name written on my wedding certificate. But it’s my choice what I call my own husband. Even if I call him a pig, it’s my choice—and he would be fine

be wrong,"

fine with it. Seeing him so dedicated to her, as if she had put some spell on him, Grace felt like killing

am done," Natalie

can

taste, I’m sure I’ll get used to it soon—eating here with you all every day. And I won’t be

understood her implication—that she had no intention of leaving. He frowned and said, "Suit

as well. They stood up and followed