Natasha was rubbing her temples while she sat in her seat.

Just then, Mark appeared next to her. “Na- Ms. Watson. I have some things to discuss with you.”

She glanced at Mark before getting to her feet to follow him.

She had been busy for the entire day with everything that had been happening.

Mark walked inside his office and looked at Natasha. He began by sincerely apologizing to her. “Ms. Watson-”

“Just call me Nat. I’m more used to it,” Natasha interjected.

Mark gave her an awkward look. He laughed and continued, “Sure. So I’ll call you Nat. It was my misarrangement that caused the mishap that day, Nat. I was unaware that the other party had abruptly changed the person in charge. I should have warned you about Gaston, but I didn’t. Thank you so much for being able to put the past behind you and speak for me in front of Mr. Hamilton.”

Natasha merely looked at Mark as he solemnly apologized. “Are you done?” she asked.

Mark, on the other hand, was taken aback by Natasha’s frankness.

“I’ll be going back first if there’s nothing else,” Natasha said. The events of the day were forcing her skull to split in half; she hadn’t even considered how she would deal with the car.

Mark stared at her retreating figure. “D-Don’t you have anything to say?”

Yet, before he could even continue, Natasha had left the office.

Mark was rendered speechless.

He had poured in his heart and soul to apologize to Natasha. Yet, the latter did not care about his sincere apology at all.

She was behaving as coolly as she usually would.

Mark, however, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Natasha acting as usual. Initially, he was concerned that she would quit due to the incident, but it seemed unlikely that she would!

He then inhaled deeply at the thought of that before he continued to think of ways to ride on her coattail.

Meanwhile, Natasha had been sitting on a chair for a while, lost in her thoughts. Finally, she decided to text Kenneth.

She texted him: You have two choices. Either you drive the car away, or I pay you the money for it.

Soon, she received a reply from Kenneth: Won’t it seem like I had forced you to buy the car if I took your money?

So you choose

the one who bought the car. The

Natasha was rendered speechless.

been wasting her time with Kenneth if she could simply return the car or money

concluded that no matter whether Liam accepted it or not, the two

not reply to Kenneth’s message. Instead, she turned on her laptop and carried out some procedures. After a few minutes, she sent Kenneth another

she

her divorce from Kenneth, she did not ask for anything from him. Mostly because

the same situation

off work,

all seriousness, the choice of car was rather…

bright red – only someone with Kenneth’s personality

the car, she

eyes of many during her drive

to stare at her. And through their stares, she could feel their

keeping a low profile. Thus, she was not quite used to driving such

of that, the reason why she refused to purchase cars for that many years was not a lack of money. Instead, it was because

help but internally curse Kenneth and

wheel. The good news was that she did not forget how to drive and managed

as she arrived at the condominium, she was greeted

when did our

had just gotten out of the car when

early today?” Benjamin asked while blinking his eyes at

Denise, too, were looking at Natasha with

bank, Nat?”

in response. “Do I look that

desire to buy a car?” Benjamin inquired again, his gaze fixed on the car. This particular model had long caught his attention. However, he had only received a toy model from Natasha. Thus, he felt like he was about

that Kenneth had forced it on

the triplets, was at first puzzled by Natasha’s words. Then, a look of disbelief was on his

red in color,” Benjamin deadpanned. “Do you really think it’s suitable

Hence, she retorted, “What? Why can’t your

inspecting every corner of

“It’s unlocked,” Natasha replied.

He sat contentedly, not daring to touch any of the car’s

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