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 she possibly

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

from her and

what needed to be done, carrying it out

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and Jensen’s, to make you lose control and hook up upstairs. Sharon would then storm in with reporters to catch you in the act. She’d pull out her marriage certificate with Jensen and

curved into

like something Sharon

just returned to the country and hadn’t had the time

“Miss, our people also found out that when you and Mr. Jensen landed yesterday, there were assassins lurking near the airport. They were clearly targeting you, but his men

“Assassins?”

Natalie’s brows drew together.

person who most

ever.

Force 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

off the mask on her face and tossed it to the

mask gleamed coldly, reflecting her

pulled open the car door and

car roared to life, Sharon arrived at the scene. She