Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 6

On the surface, tonight’s dinner was an intimate business mixer, a gathering of the local commercial elite.

The buzz of conversations at the venue gradually died down as word of Natalie and Shawn’s exchange made its rounds.

“Go on, dance.” Shawn nudged Natalie with a whisper, seeing her stand motionless. “If your can’t dance, you might as well roll out.”

A faint, unwavering smile played on Natalie’s lips as she regarded her adversary, silent.

Joseph, beside her, knew the request was unreasonable, but he had managed to set up this meeting with Shawn after great effort. And with the Wright family’s recent scandal, it would spell trouble if Natalie caused a scene.

“Miss…” he prodded, his voice barely above a whisper.

Natalie toyed with her empty wine glass, her smile intact, as she locked eyes with Shawn for a few seconds before suddenly reaching out and plucking the half–smoked cigarette from his fingers.

“I can dance,” she said coolly, “for fifty million. Will you pay?”

you!” Shawn hadn’t expected such a retort. “You think you’re worthy of fifty

look in Natalie’s eyes turned sharp in an instant. Pinching the cigarette’s end,

Natalie’s face. But as his hand moved, he felt a sudden, searing pain. Natalie had seized his finger, twisted it, and then flipped his hand back at him, her

and hissed. “You bitch! I swear I’ll make the Wright family unable to show their faces in Streamville. Believe it or

Natalie couldn’t help but

grandfather’s reputation. Samuel might have wanted to use her, but whether to play along was her

then, respectful greetings echoed from the

“Mr. Howard” and

her back to the entrance, Natalie tensed at the

to the obsequious greetings around him, his gaze fixating on the familiar silhouette

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night. It was Natalie. She

in the room knew of the history between Brian and Natalie. His sudden appearance

cast aside, there had once been connections