Chapter 67

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Easton found himself growing more intrigued by Natalie.

Ryan stood quietly by his side, too afraid to speak. Both he and Xavier knew about Natalie, whom Eason kept hidden away.

They had heard that she came from an impoverished town, didn't even finish high school, and when she was first found, she was covered in dust. They had seen her when she returned-tanned, thin, and plain.

Little did they know that Natalie had finished her studies two years earlier and was growing herbs there.

They were shocked to learn she was a fashion designer and had become the design director. To them, she seemed like an untapped talent with more to offer.

"Mr. Garcia, should I look into it? Just to make sure there's no mistake?" Ryan offered cautiously.

Easton raised an eyebrow, his voice cold and sharp as he asked, "Are you questioning my wife's abilities?"

That startled Ryan. It was the first time he'd heard Easton openly acknowledge Natalie as his wife.

"But wasn't Ms. Shawn from a poor village? I heard she didn't even finish high school..." said Ryan.

"Have you ever seen someone who didn't graduate from high school speak Ardonian as fluently as a native while also being a designer and a highly skilled medical expert? Have you ever heard of such a person?" Easton asked casually. Ryan was taken aback; it was the first time Easton had stood up for Natalie.

He knew Jennifer was the woman Easton loved and couldn't help but wonder what had prompted his unusual behavior today.

Knowing that real skills were essential to becoming the design director at Fashion Fusion-especially since Natalie had been appointed from outside the company-Ryan believed that her looks, rather than her abilities, were the reason for her hiring. But that reasoning didn't quite convince even him.

A spark of curiosity flickered in Easton's eyes tinged with amusement as he thought, 'It seems I really don't know my wife.

In a cold tone, he said, "You can leave."

"Got it, Mr. Garcia." Ryan left, still a bit skeptical.

Easton pulled out his phone and called Natalie.

The call still didn't go through.

He thought, 'Damn woman. How long is she planning to keep this up? I have to see her today!'

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he furrowed his brows, wondering why she had made such a sudden

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for both the lab results and the paternity test results. Seeing Nick's message, she felt

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she had hired last time was in cahoots with Nick, so this

sons were unreliable, so she had

hours, she finally got the

she trusted was her college classmate,

the results are out. Have you been waiting long?" Nicholas, dressed in a white coat, was still in great shape. His deep-set features were striking, and he smiled warmly at

"Not at all. I was working while waiting, so the time passed quickly. Were you able to analyze the ingredients of the

"Wendy,

need to know who it's for. Just tell me,

to dementia. After taking it for more than a month, the person will experience hair loss, memory loss, and begin

thought, 'Why is Nick treating me like this? That

still-handsome face and pleaded, "Nicholas,

been good friends for years, and she trusted him. That was why she'd come

we've been friends for so long. If you ever need anything, promise me you'll tell

forced a smile and left the hospital after bidding

the results on the way back, afraid she

to her hotel

she saw that Jennifer was indeed Nick's daughter, she couldn't help but break down in

be so foolish? How did this happen? That scumbag's been deceiving me for over twenty years. I'll make his life a living hell.

had spoken last night, she

vicious ones are Jennifer and Nick. And -Natalie has always been innocent. Nick, if you think you can take my fortune, dream

you two get what you want.

'Easton,

be with someone like

treated Natalie poorly for an entire year, and so have I. My beloved daughter has endured so much. No

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