Chapter 16 She Wants to Ruin Natalie

Sharon was quite pleased with how things were going.

She smiled smugly. “As long as you do what I say, I guarantee you’ll be living the good life.”

“Yes, Ms. Summers. I await your orders.”

Clark lowered his eyes, hiding the disgust flashing through them.

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He couldn’t afford to offend Mr. Luke–not if he wanted to keep paying for his sister’s treatment.

Once Sharon had tidied her clothes, she spoke calmly. “Have someone watch Natalie. The second she’s alone–grab her. I want her right hand destroyed. She’ll never pick up a pencil again.”

Clark’s face went visibly pale.

“Ms. Summers… maybe it’s better to hire someone else for this. Natalie knows me. She’ll recognize me.”

Sharon sneered. “Hire someone? Are you paying for it? You think Natalie deserves my money? That bitch deserves to be skinned alive. What, are you hesitating?”

She waved her phone at him.

Clark instantly froze, like she’d grabbed him by the throat. He couldn’t say a word.

But Sharon wasn’t done.


“If Jensen finds out about this, I’ve got a dozen ways to make him come after you. Don’t believe me? Try it.”

Cold sweat beaded on Clark’s forehead. His fists clenched, but he knew there was no room to argue.

“I understand, Ms. Summers.”

“Then go. Do what I said. And I expect results within days.”

“Yes.”

Clark left the hospital.

a pair of cufflinks for him. His mood had lightened

to notice. If a good future meant Baron and Natalie staying close, then they’d fully

received

You need

caller said next made Baron’s

pressure rolled off him, suffocating

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watch over Natalie. Everyone else, pack up–we’re returning to

that, the room kicked into

silently left Baron’s side

had no idea danger

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Renee for a foreign address to ship her things ahead

was a document that needed her signature in

had already planned to push for an expedited process, so she grabbed her bag and headed

as a taxi driver, hiding his face

low and gravelly, standing

twice and nodded, getting

“Immigration office, please.”


lowered her head to check her

just sent her a file—an additional contract for the Grant International Holdings training program.

was completely focused, unaware that the car had veered far off

up from the document, the vehicle had come to a stop–deep in a

She reached

Clark locked it

Summers, don’t struggle. I’m not here to kill you.

was

Still, Natalie recognized him.

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