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.

man himself, he kindly said, “You’ve recently gotten married, haven’t you? Don’t be too heartbroken. Take some time for yourself to explore. Sometimes, you need to focus on

signify being loved more. He viewed men as generally practical and realistic in matters like these.

driver saw no need to elaborate further,

mess. The driver’s words,

motions of returning home, and before she knew it, she had finished

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

replied, her voice muffled. Only then did she realize she had been crying Into fier paste just moments ago.

was thick with

asking, “Are

I. I just watched a show,” Natalie stammered. “The

so much, but he still lied to her. Are there

a desperate plea for reassurance that contradicted