The next morning, Natalie and Justin started their day as usual. Both prepared the breakfast and enjoyed it together while they discussed Natalie’s next plans related to her company.
As Justin had decided to give her ti, he kept his intentions of pursuing her low. Once they finished everything, Justin was ready to leave.
"I have to leave early today," Justin inford getting his laptop bag after putting on the shoes.
Natalie nodded, her eyes lingering on him.
Dressed perfectly, exuding effortless charm, Justin was undoubtedly the most handso man she had ever seen.
"I’ll head out in about half an hour," she replied. "If you can, stop by to visit Grandpa during lunch."
Justin gave a small nod but arched a brow, as if waiting for sothing. "That’s it?"
Natalie blinked, puzzled. Before she could respond, Justin stepped closer, his tall fra towering over her. His gaze, intense and focused, locked onto hers.
Her heart began to race, and she suddenly realized what he was waiting for.
Justin leaned in, his face just inches from hers, his voice low and deliberate. "Today, I’ll take the lead. But from now on, you need to rember what to do."
Natalie’s breath hitched. Just this small proximity sent a shiver through her, and she found herself frozen in place, caught in his magnetic gaze.
He tilted his head, drawing even closer, and the world around her seed to disappear. The air between them grew charged, and her pulse quickened as he slowly closed the tiny gap between them.
But before their lips could et, the main door opened after the subtle sound of door unlocking.
A loud gasp from the newcor shattered the stillness.
Natalie jumped back, her heart hamring in her chest, while Justin’s expression shifted into a frown of annoyance. He turned toward the source of the interruption.
Standing at the doorway was Mia, wide-eyed and visibly shocked, as if she’d stumbled upon sothing she wasn’t supposed to see. She hadn’t expected to walk in on this scene the mont she entered her friend’s ho.
Justin’s gaze turned cold as he looked back at Natalie. "You should remove the doorbell outside and just plaster the passcode on the lock so everyone can enter the ho unannounced."
"See you tonight," Justin said and left, leaving the dangerous silence behind.
As the door clicked shut behind him, Mia exhaled dramatically, breaking the oppressive silence. "I swear, for a second, it felt like he wanted to kill ."
Natalie cald herself as she had the sa feeling at the way Justin looked at Mia, but she was glad he said nothing to her friend and left.
Mia stepped closer, her sharp eyes studying Natalie’s flushed face. "Your face is all red," Mia teased with a mischievous grin. "Looks like I interrupted sothing important. No wonder he looked like he wanted to murder ."
Trying to regain her composure, Natalie turned toward the dining table and poured herself a glass of water. She sipped slowly, her heart still racing from the mory of how close Justin had been—and what he’d almost done.
Mia chuckled. "Last ti you said nothing was going on between you two. But from what I saw just now, that’s not exactly the case. Hmm? What’s really going on, Mrs. Handrix? Having a little extramarital fun?"
"Shut up," Natalie muttered, handing her friend a glass of water. "You could’ve inford before coming here."
Mia grinned as she accepted the glass. "If I’d known what I was walking into, I would’ve knocked—or texted, at least. I’m just used to showing up like I always did. But it seems like I’ll have to change my ways." She took a sip, her eyes gleaming with amusent. "Or who knows I would be lying sowhere dead thanks to Mr Harper."
"Don’t be ridiculous," Natalie said with a sigh, walking toward the bedroom to get ready. "Anyway, you’re here, so I assu there’s sothing important you need to tell ."
Mia followed closely behind. "Yes, actually. It’s about NextEra. I managed to demand a eting with their CEO and now I’m waiting on a response."
Natalie stopped mid-step and turned to face her friend. "Seriously?"
Mia nodded with a smirk. "Let’s see what happens. Maybe we’ll finally get a glimpse of the mysterious man who spent two billion on you."
As they entered the bedroom, Mia shifted gears. "What are your plans about the perfu competition?"
"To destroy my sweet sister," Natalie replied, straightening a few things on her dresser. "Also, once our perfu is launched, be ready for new allegations. Keep your company’s legal team ready."
Mia didn’t feel surprised at it. "Don’t worry. I am ready to smack Fords hard this ti."
Natalie humd and heard Mia again, "I have so other important things to discuss. It’s about Victor."
Natalie felt surprised, "What about him?"
"We will discuss on the way," Mia assured.
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At the Ford Residence.
"Mother, I wanted to talk about you and Father’s wedding anniversary," Clara said as the family gathered for breakfast, though Albert remained in the hospital.
"What about it?" Sephina asked, sipping her tea.
"Since Father isn’t well, we canceled the large celebration. But I was thinking we could still have a small party at ho with only close relatives and friends," Clara suggested. "It might lift his spirits to leave the hospital for a bit and be surrounded by family."
Sephina considered the idea, tapping her spoon lightly against her saucer.
"That way," Briena chid in, "Ivan could also get to know more of our family. It’ll help him settle in with everyone." She turned to Jay. "What do you think, Father?"
Jay nodded. "It sounds like a good plan." He glanced at Sephina. "Mother?"
Sephina hesitated for a mont but gave a slight nod. "Alright."
Clara smiled, seizing the mont. "I’ll start making the preparations right away."
Before leaving the conversation, Clara added cautiously, "Also... I was thinking, should we invite Natalie and her husband?"
Sephina’s expression turned cold, and her sharp glare made Clara flinch.
"Mother," Clara pressed carefully, "if we don’t invite them, Father will be upset. Natalie is still his beloved granddaughter. It’s an important day—we wouldn’t want to upset him."
Sephina remained silent, focusing on her plate. Clara cast a pleading glance at Briena, silently urging her to intervene.
"Grandma, let them co," Briena suggested softly. "It’ll give Natalie a chance to get used to seeing and Ivan together. That way, she won’t act out of jealousy." her tone changed, "And her arrogant husband? He’ll see what kind of wealthy family he’s tied to now. When he sees our ho and the people we surround ourselves with, maybe he’ll learn his place and stop acting so superior."
Sephina mulled over Briena’s words, then gave a short hum of approval. "Fine. I just don’t want any drama."
"Don’t worry, Mother," Clara assured her with a sweet but deceptive smile.
When breakfast ended and Sephina left for the office with Jay, Clara and Briena exchanged smug glances, satisfied with the direction their plan was taking.
"It seems everything is falling into place," Briena said with a wicked grin.
Clara’s eyes glinted with malice. "It’s ti to put that idiot Lily to good use. Have Ana send Lily so expensive clothes, makeup, and jewelry," Clara instructed. "Make her look presentable enough to lure Natalie’s husband."
"Yes, Mother." Briena smirked, having her own plan in mind, ’Once Lily traps him, I will be the one taking control of him. Tsk, poor Natalie, is going to lose her husband as well.’
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