Justin resud his work but heard her voice after a while.
"Can I get my mobile back?"
In response, Justin gave her a cold glare.
"I... an... just for so ti. I promise, once I talk to Mia and make sure she’s taking care of everything, I’ll give it back to you," she said hesitantly.
Justin stood up, picked up her mobile from the center table in front of him, and handed it to her.
"Thank you," she said weakly, watching him return to his seat.
She called Mia.
"Girl, finally you rember there’s soone who might need you?" Mia’s voice ca through.
"How’s everything going?" Natalie asked.
"Matter is being taken care of under my company’s na as it’s the product of my company, so you can leave matters to ," Mia said, " Police complaint has been filed. Daniel has filed an official lawsuit against the Browns, and they’ll receive the news soon, along with police at the door." Mia scoffed, "It’s ti to end their misery after long sleepless night."
"Alia Brown is just a pawn, who doesn’t know she has been used by Fords," Natalie sighed.
"Feeling bad for your ex’s mother?" Mia teased, "Not like she ever treated you well. That old hag is as annoying as Sephina Ford."
Natalie could only hum in silence. She had tolerated Alia Brown, just for the sake of Ivan.
Mia continued. "Dan is handling the release of proofs against Alia Brown, along with that man who provided her the formula they received through Nora. That man will be captured by the police soon. But what about Nora? She’s an accomplice too. If we protect her, it’ll look like we plotted everything to trap Alia Brown."
"What did Nora say?" Natalie asked.
"She said nothing to , but already visited the police station on her own. She gave a statent admitting she was the one who stole the formula and handed it over to Ken. Now that she’s confessed, she’s officially one of the culprits and saving her would be like...."
"Let things proceed according to the law," Natalie said.
"That poor girl," Mia sighed. "She just needed money to take care of her brother. We used her too, knowing what she was up to. But she did co clean to you."
"She got the money, so let her face the punishnt for what she did," Natalie said. "Later, we’ll see what to do about her."
They discussed a few more matters, hung up the call, and then Natalie went through so more news. She put the cellphone aside and looked at Justin.
Sensing her gaze fixed on him again, he asked, still focused on his work, "Am I looking more handso than usual that you can’t take your eyes off ?"
Natalie smiled lightly, amused to see him back in his narcissistic mode instead of his cold, devilish one, and asked, "Why didn’t you take down the news involving your picture of carrying ? I an, it’s just a back view, but..."
"The picture seems beautiful, so I didn’t take it down," he replied, his fingers still working on the laptop.
Natalie sighed and kept quiet. If he thought it was fine, then she didn’t care. She was already a scandal queen in everyone’s eyes. That picture was indeed beautiful, and she had already saved it on her mobile.
"Mr. Ford called. He was worried about you," Justin said. "So I invited him here."
"Grandpa’s coming here?" she asked. "He can’t see lying in bed."
"It’s fine. He’ll think you’re weak due to overworking and will want you to keep resting."
Natalie sighed again. She could almost imagine the old man’s worried expressions.
"Also, there’s sothing else you should know."
"What?"
"You were planning to bring Mr. Ford to stay with us, but he seems to have decided to go back to the Fords," Justin inford her.
"What?" Natalie exclaid. "It can’t be. He told himself that he wants to stay with ."
"He must have a reason."
"Once Grandpa is here, I’ll ask him."
Justin didn’t comnt further, leaving the matter to her.
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In a while, the pictures of Alia Brown eting a man—Ken, whom Natalie had fired from her company—were finally released by an unknown source. However, it was clear that Mia and Natalie were likely behind it. In a short clip, the conversation between them was shown, clearly revealing the contents of the docunt they discussed.
When Ivan saw it, he rushed to his mother’s room, where she was lying in bed, unwell from all the stress. Her husband was there as well.
"Mother, didn’t you say there couldn’t be any proof of what you did?" Ivan asked, his voice loud and impatient.
"There can’t be," Alia said, sitting up in alarm. "What happened?"
He showed her his mobile, and she was shocked beyond belief. "How can this be? Who captured it? How can anyone even know about it to follow there. That area has no caras around."
"Who could it be?" Irene said as she entered the room, having already seen the news. "Don’t you understand it yet, mom? That Natalie set a trap, and you fell into it, Mother."
"This Ken, he was the employee of Natalie’s company who she had fired," Ivan’s father said, "Did Natalie made him do it in exchange for sothing?"
"Exactly, Dad," Irene said. "She knows, to get back at my brother, she only needs to trap the easy one and that is mom. That bitch can’t really give on my Ivan."
Alia looked at her troubled son and began to cry. "Ivan, trust . It wasn’t my idea. I already told you, that man approached on his own and tempted to take revenge on Natalie. She must have been the one to send him to . She just wants to trouble you, Ivan, for leaving her."
Before Ivan could say anything, the butler arrived and inford them, "Master, the police are here."
Hearing it, Alia’s face turned pale and so did others’.
"Ivan, I don’t want to go to jail," Alia cried out.
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