The entire world was shocked to see the ssage from the CEO of NextEra Corp. The man who had never revealed his face or even his na—known to everyone simply as Mr. CEO—had finally co forward and revealed his identity.
Aiden Handrix.
So this was his na.
People imdiately started wondering if he was referring to the sa Natalie. Since leaving the Ford family, Natalie had stopped using their last na and simply gone by Natalie. If her husband was this wealthy businessman, why had she never revealed it? Either it was a different Natalie he was talking about, or Natalie had divorced her gigolo husband and married the CEO of NextEra Corp.
Just as speculation was at its peak, another ssage was posted on NextEra Corp.’s official site, once again from its CEO.
"Wish you a very happy second anniversary, my dear princess wife."
Below the ssage, a stunning picture of Natalie from the previous night’s event was attached—she looked absolutely enchanting.
But the biggest shock ca next. As a second-anniversary gift, he had given Natalie ownership of a world-famous luxury hotel chain.
"Just because you loved the hotel when we stayed there last night. A wedding anniversary gift for you."
This statent cleared up all doubts. A second marriage anniversary ant that he was, in fact, the sa man she had originally married.
The man who had never shown himself was now openly spoiling his wife in front of the entire world.
Soon, people everywhere were calling him the most romantic husband and Natalie the most fortunate wife.
Cathy and Mia were still in shock.
"Natalie... Justin—I an, Aiden Handrix—is the CEO of NextEra?" Mia asked, while Cathy sat frozen, her mouth still open in disbelief.
"I happened to guess it a while back," Natalie replied casually, as if it was no big deal.
"That ans he didn’t tell you either?" Cathy asked.
"Doesn’t matter," Natalie replied. "We prefer it this way."
"You didn’t tell him you’re Dew," Mia comnted.
"You two sure love playing these mystery gas," Cathy added, slumping back onto the sofa. "I’m torn between envying you and being happy for you. Girl, you are the wife of two rich personalities. If you combine their wealth, you’re probably the richest woman in the world now. I can’t even begin to count their fortune—I might just faint if I try."
"Vincent’s wealth might shock you too," Natalie said playfully.
Cathy scoffed in disdain. "Don’t spoil my mood by ntioning him," she said before turning to Natalie again. "Now that the luxury hotel chain belongs to you, you’d better let stay there for free and enjoy so small vacations."
Mia playfully slapped Cathy’s hand. "Always looking for your own benefit with your rich friends."
"Being from an ordinary family gives the privilege of being shaless with my friends, and I totally enjoy it," Cathy said brazenly. "I’m going to keep doing it."
Natalie and Mia just smiled. Cathy was always the sa—saying exactly what was on her mind.
"By the way what do you plan on your second anniversary. Is it today?" Mia asked.
Natalie who had checked her wedding certificate print in her mobile just now, said, "It’s tomorrow."
She had totally forgotten about this thing. If not for Justin or she should say Aiden had ntioned in the post.
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anwhile, at Charlotte’s Residence
Charlotte and Briena were stunned by what they were seeing. What they had planned didn’t happen; instead, Natalie had co out even stronger. Now, the entire world knew that her husband was that mysterious man—the currently rising richest figure in the business world.
Charlotte glared at Briena. "You said he was a gigolo. Then...?"
Briena felt nervous under her angry glare and stamred, "Charlotte, so many tis Natalie and that man admitted that he was a gigolo. They never—"
"You! Look at what happened because of you!" Charlotte snapped, shoving her phone in Briena’s face, displaying the third and latest post—this ti from NextEra Corp.’s legal team.
Whoever tried to insult the respectable CEO of NextEra Corp. by calling him a gigolo, and whoever attempted to defa our Lady, Mrs. Natalie Aiden Handrix, by questioning her choice of husband and mocking her, will soon face legal action from the NextEra legal team.
Briena was stunned. They were the ones who had paid the dia houses to spread this news...
Charlotte turned to her with a sharp warning. "Briena, if this cos back to , you will take the bla. You were the one who led into this. You are at fault."
"Charlotte—"
"Shut up and leave already. You don’t deserve to be here."
Briena had no choice but to leave, growing increasingly nervous that things might soon take a turn for the worse.
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The Fords were once again shocked to learn that the man they had dismissed as Natalie’s useless husband was, in fact, the CEO of NextEra.
They were still struggling to digest the news that Natalie was a princess—and now, another bombshell had dropped.
"Mother, no wonder he dared to act so brazenly in front of us," Clara said.
"Shut up, Clara," Jay snapped angrily. He could hardly believe they had just ended up on the bad side of that man.
"I always thought he wasn’t what he seed," Sephina mumbled disdainfully. "That mother-daughter pair sure knows how to get n."
"Mother, forget about them. We can’t do anything now," Clara said. "We still have Briena."
"Tell her to break off the engagent with Ivan," Sephina ordered.
"Mother?" Jay was stunned.
"Mother is right," Clara interrupted before he could protest. "With Natalie having such a wealthy husband, Ivan is nothing in comparison. We need to find soone for Briena who is just as powerful as Natalie’s husband."
"Who do you think would be a match?" Jay asked, slowly understanding. "Soone from the four richest families would be suitable."
"Rowan Lawson, Morris Wilson, Adam Sumrs, Steve Davis—those are the four options."
"None of them," Sephina said firmly. "Soon, Harper Group is going to appoint their new global CEO."
"You an Jas Harper’s son, Justin Harper?" Jay asked.
Sephina humd in confirmation and looked at Jay. "This ti, do not fail to get his information. We need to arrange for Briena to et him soon. I heard he is already in Imperial City."
"Yes, Mother."
Clara grinned. Even after knowing Briena isn’t her real granddaughter, this old woman still cares. Well, I’d be glad if my daughter gets to marry Justin Harper.
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