When She Rose From the Ashes

ght, every bit of the image he had built crumbled completely.

Natalie stood outside, watching the chaos inside the Chapter 176 Move Over Sharon Your Turn

Still, the fact that the one scheming against him turned out to be Natalie was something Jensen could hardly accept.

“Move! Get out of my way!”

He tried to break through the encirclement, but it was useless. Reporters swarmed around him, pelting him with questions; in one nicafe with calm, untroubled eyes.

She had pretended not to know Jensen earlier just to see how he would behave, but his actions only left her disgusted. Now that the reporters had arrived and the stage was set, there was no point in keeping up the act any longer.

After all, Natalie deserved an explanation, a reckoning, for everything that had happened between them.

Now that she had it, she finally felt a measure of relief.

Chris had no idea what Natalie was thinking. He only saw her standing in front of the car, gaze fixed on the mess inside the cafe. He spoke up, “Miss, we’ve already restrained the barista.”

“Find out what she put in the coffee.”

Natalie wasn’t a fool.

Back when she had been with Jensen, she hadn’t bothered to think too deeply; to her, he was family, a lover, someone who would walk with her through storms for a lifetime. So whatever Jensen said, she accepted.

brushing past death, what could

have been a big shot in Ocean City, but he wasn’t so fearsome that a mere glance could make a barista’s hands tremble and spill coffee. That was nothing

had to admit–the Stone family’s Chris was

from her and

done, carrying it out with composure; it

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pressed her; she said Dr. Johnson ordered her to drug both your coffee and Jensen’s, to make you lose control and hook up

into

exactly like something

the time to deal with Sharon; yet

people also found out that when you and Mr. Jensen landed yesterday, there were assassins lurking near the

“Assassins?”

Natalie’s brows drew together.

one person who most wanted to keep her from coming home, Sharon.

ever.

the barista’s drugged coffee down her throat, then throw her in a room with some random man. I want the reporters she called to follow her script to the letter–only the leading man and

Natalie tore off the mask on her face and tossed

her flawless, icy

pulled open the car door

to life, Sharon arrived at the scene. She