Chapter 532

“Why would you ban their accounts?” Natalie complained. “Some of them are my fans, you know. They defended me and showed their support.”

She never imagined having a fan base, at least not this early. She was still just a rookie designer, after all.

Despite that, a good number of netizens were speaking up for her amidst all the slander and hate speech. The only catch was that their wording seemed a little… strange.

“I am a good friend of Natalie’s. I assure you that she will never cheat on her husband. Why would she, when they love each other very much? Her husband spoils her at every turn. Not only that, he is also good-looking and an excellent cook.”

“That’s right! Natalie’s private life is spotless. She goes home on time every day after work. She’s a workaholic who’s obsessed in design. There’s no way she would look at other men apart from her husband.”

“Stop besmirching her name, or you will be receiving a lawyer’s letter from me soon!”

The more that Natalie read the comments again, the more bizarre she found the whole situation. She fell into a pensive silence as her mind raced.

No way… Brandon couldn’t have anything to do with this, right?

Natalie continued to browse the comment section until she reached the bottom, where she found the most inconspicuous comment yet.

“She is the best wife in the world. I forbid you to spout such nonsense.”

he was done, he said, “Stay away from Draco. I don’t

pounced on him, hugging

by her prompt compliance. “Good girl,”

drive you to

later, their car stopped

some fear due to that incident. She couldn’t bring herself to get out of the car as

afraid of the paparazzi?” Brandon asked, and laughed when he saw her

reporters hiding behind the pillar just outside the studio. She cl**ked her t***ue and sighed. “They’re here to snap some photos secretly, but they

He couldn’t just stay

and then got out

onslaught of blinding flashes and the sound of shutters, the paparazzi swarming towards her like bees. Frightened, she fled back to the

to Brandon. “Mr. Larson, how are we going to take photos if Mrs. Larson

Natalie looked at Brandon in disbelief. “You called

damage control. We have to make this believable if you want to

picturesque portrayal of intimate lovers — a tall, handsome man

shoulder, whispering, “I’m going to work, Honey.” Brandon responded by

passionately in public like this before. It took a moment to gather her wits, the sensual movement of his lips making

at her burning face with a wicked smirk. He let her go, raising a fi**ger to gently fl**k at

in her

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