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.

gotten married, haven’t you? Don’t be too heartbroken. Take some time for yourself to explore. Sometimes,

oneself didn’t always signify being loved more. He viewed men as generally practical and realistic in matters like these.

no need to elaborate further, sensing Natalie’s Intelligence.

felt adrift, her mind a tangled mess. The driver’s words, though kind,

She moved mechanically through the motions of returning home, and before she knew it, she

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

voice muffled. Only then did she realize she had

was thick

paused briefly before asking, “Are you crying?”

show,” Natalie stammered. “The male lead deceived

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

for reassurance that contradicted a belief that seemed