Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 982

If Natalie were a cat, all the hair on her body would definitely stand on end now.

What did Marcus call her just now? Natalie?!

Natalie looked at Marcus in horror. "You...”

Marcus put his hand on Natalie's shoulder. His posture looked casual, but she couldn't get rid of it. On the way, he could still smile and nod to greet people, but his tone was completely different. "Do you think you are good at disguising yourself?"

Natalie thought. "Otherwise?"

Marcus sneered and whispered in her ear, "Even if you turn into ashes, I will be able to recognize you."

Natalie."..."

You don't have to love me so much.

She had long said that Marcus was a crazy pervert, but everyone else thought that he was a modest gentleman. She didn't know how Marcus's fans would feel when they saw his current appearance.

Natalie was too lazy to continue pretending. She raised her eyebrows and said, "I

suspect that it was a scam when you

I refuse? It's such a good opportunity to watch your embarrassing scene from

"You really don't deserve to

her shoulders.

to his car. He opened the back door and stuffed Natalie in. He said to the others in the car in a gentle voice,

dare to ask more questions. They

are you doing? Are you

should I kill you?" Marcus leaned against the leather seat, pulled open the collar of his clothes, and closed his eyes. "I want to ask you a

"I won't answer if it

her. "Where did

said, "I went to travel around the

before you left?"

was I

angry. "That's the chicken I cooked for you!

"No wonder it was as black as coal. It was cooked for three