Richest Mogul

Richest Mogul 1229

Richest Mogul 1229

Chapter 1229

Natalie smiled. “Yes, I did block you.”

It was her phone, and she could block whoever she wanted. She didn’t have to care about what others thought.

The woman furrowed her brows and scanned Natalie from head to toe.

Finally, a hint of disdain flickered in her eyes as she said, “I’ve tried to meet you several times, but you kept rejecting my requests. So, here I am. Hello, I’m Fiona Ortega.”

She had previously hired someone to investigate Natalie, so she had her photos.

Fiona also knew that Natalie had once been Jeremy’s wife. A married woman who could make Austin give up everything to return to Jipsburg sparked her curiosity. Being someone who usually held her pride high, she wondered what kind of person Natalie truly was.

Now that she had met Natalie, Fiona was even more perplexed.

“I don’t know if you’re hard of hearing, but I’ve said multiple times on the phone that there’s no need for us to meet. I have no relationship with Mr. Powell. You don’t seem like someone who would have trouble hearing me. Could it be that you just chose not to listen?” Natalie rolled her eyes in disbelief.

who Fiona thought she was, acting so high–and–mighty, convinced that Natalie was just some

people were careful with their words around her, but it was clear

herself, Fiona shot back,

could be so many shameless people who refused to listen to others. It was hard to

assistant? You clearly had high hopes when you took that position. I

time.

for their idols. You even got divorced for him, and

of superiority, as if she could see right through Natalie’s thoughts. In her eyes, Natalie was just another woman

the Powell family and become Austin’s wife,

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“What’s

wrong with you? Don’t come to my house and act crazy. You should probably get

in wasting breath on someone like her. Fiona had expected Natalie to be unreasonable, but she never imagined it

even have any

would call off his engagement to be with a woman

Natalie.

stay out of my life. You act as if you’re so refined, yet you keep calling me and even showing up at my house. If you’re suffering from some kind of paranoia, go see a

If you’re Mr. Powell’s fiancée, go find him instead of bothering