Richest Mogul

As Natalie watched Jeremy disappear into a car, a wave of nausea washed over her, leaving her dizzy and disoriented. Her mind reeled, struggling to grasp the reality before her.

The driver had to call out to her several times before she finally snapped back to reality, her face pale.

The car Jeremy was in disappeared from her sight.

“Sorry. Let’s go,” Natalie mumbled.

The driver noticed Natalie’s pale face. She had been so lively and cheerful when she got into the car. He then remembered her phone call. Putting two and two together, a flicker of understanding crossed his

face.

heartbroken. Take some time for

loved more. He viewed men as generally practical and

no need to

her mind a tangled mess. The driver’s words, though kind, seemed distant

and before she knew it, she had

ring from her phone startled her. It was Austin. “Are you

did she realize she had been crying Into fier

thick with emotion.

briefly before asking, “Are you crying?”

just watched a show,” Natalie stammered. “The male lead deceived

her. Are there no good men left in this world?”

reassurance that contradicted a