"I hope that we see each other again in the future," Natalie Wheeler said in a low voice. A trace of sadness flashed through her eyes, and there was a slight bitterness lingering in her heart. She was unfortunate, but compared with Hale Summer, she seemed to be fortunate. At least, she had friends, lovers, and her child. Even if they couldn't be together, they still cared about each other. Hale had been charged with treason when she was very young. She couldn't go back home, and she couldn't get along with people like a normal person. She had to run away and shoulder the burden all by herself. Therefore, one should never complain about the situation they were in. Instead, they should learn to adapt to it and change themselves accordingly so that they could live their lives fruitfully. Because there would always be someone more miserable than they were in some corner of the world, still trying their best to live. "Natalie, Natalie," Eli Wayne called a few t
Natalie's heart skipped a beat, but she still looked at Frederick Addington calmly. She did not want to lose her composure. It was impossible for Frederick to know that she was Stella Grace. All her operations were carried out at Sean's secret base, and Frederick would not have been to trace it at all. "Mr. Addington, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I have never done plastic surgery," Natalie Wheeler replied. The corners of her mouth were curled up slightly, but she was unusually distant and indifferent. Frederick sat down next to Natalie and looked at her. He gnashed his teeth and said, "Sean has told me everything. Do you still feel the need to continue pretending?" "I'm curious, what did Mr. Yaleman tell you?" Natalie looked straight back at him. She mustn't feel guilty. Once she felt guilty, she would be exposed and all her previous efforts would be wasted. "It was he who saved you back then. He poached my elite technician and develop
"Why?" Jasper Milton asked in a deep voice. "Just do as I say. I'll put the key on the doorknob. Don't blame me if you miss this chance." After saying that, Stephen hung up the phone. Jasper frowned. He bent his arms and glanced at the watch on his wrist. He then went straight upstairs. Stephen walked to the door of the room he used to live in and knocked on the door. It was Eli Wayne who opened the door. "Could you please do me a favor?" Stephen asked. "Okay, but you have to give me ten minutes. I'm currently in the middle of something," Eli said straightforwardly. There was a look of embarrassment on Stephen's face, "Actually, one of my maids had just run away. Now, there is only one maid left who could change my daughters' clothes, and she can't handle it alone. I am a man, so I can't help as well. If you can't help, I'll think of another way." "Of course I will help," Eli immediately agreed. "Please come with me then," Stephen t
Natalie Wheeler suppressed her anxiety and sat across Frederick Addington. Jasper Milton was seated on her left. "We are playing five-card stud, do you know the rules?" Stephen asked kindly. "I know, but I'm not good at it," Natalie said with a dry smile. "It doesn't matter, we aren't pros either. The base is ten dollars. It's at least ten dollars per bid with no cap," Stephen said mischievously. With no maximum amount to the bid, Natalie knew that they must be betting a high amount. However, she actually had an advantage. As long as there was no funny business, other than luck, the game was mostly a game of psychology. "Please show me some mercy," Natalie said. "Haha," Stephen laughed wildly and began to deal. Natalie didn't look at her hole card. The cards which were dealt for Natalie, Jasper, Frederick and Stephen were A, K, J, and K respectively. There were only a few of them playing, so they just removed the cards
"Get the person in the photo and kill the rest," the leader ordered fiercely. Natalie's heart tightened. She saw that there were ten masked men about to make their way upstairs. She could roughly guess what was happening. These people were looking for either her or Eli Wayne. That meant that the rest of the people would be in danger. She looked at Jasper subconsciously with worry and distress in her eyes. Jasper Milton strode out at lightning speed. He snatched the gun from the leader's hand and aimed it at his head, "Ask your men to leave. Otherwise, I will blow your head off." The leader looked at Jasper gloomily and roared, "Kill him!" As soon as he gave the order, his men started to shoot. Natalie Wheeler immediately locked the door. "Natalie, what's happening outside?" Eli asked worriedly. "I don't have time to explain. Help me put the cabinet against the door," Natalie said anxiously and she went to move the cabinet.
Natalie's heart missed a beat, and her breathing became nervous. She explained, "Honestly, I didn't get injured on purpose. I didn't see someone shooting at me. I'm not stupid." "Then don't act stupid. You risked your life to come back, and for what?!" Jasper Milton gritted his teeth and said. His eyes were brimming red and the emotions that he had suppressed for the longest time were about to explode. God knew how scared he was when he saw her rushing in with the car. At that moment, his brain went blank. Natalie Wheeler lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes covered the subtle movement in her eyes. Why on earth did she come back? And risking her life no less? In fact, she and Eli Wayne could have run away. "I..." "I don't want to hear it," Jasper said in a low voice. He stood up straight and looked at her. He knew that her answer was not what he wanted to hear. Jasper turned around coldly and went out of the door. He stood unde
Sean Yaleman called immediately as soon as the photos were sent. "What's going on?" Sean asked sharply. "What do you mean what's going on? Shouldn't you know better than me? Sean, if you don't like me, you could just drive me out. I promise I'll go far away, and I won't show up in front of you ever again and make you hate me, Young Master Yaleman. It doesn't matter if you sent someone to catch me, but why do you want to kill my friends too?" Eli asked annoyingly. "I'll get to the bottom of this and explain it to you," After Sean said that, he immediately hung up the phone. Natalie Wheeler looked at her and analyzed, "It seems very unlikely that Sean was the one who did it. One of his subordinates might have disobeyed his orders covertly." Eli's eyes turned red and she looked back at Natalie, "He is the boss of that organization and his men tried to kill me! They have to consider the consequences of their actions. Even if it's not Sean who did it, it is sti
Eli clenched Sean's shirt tightly. Her grip was so strong that the veins on the back of her hand were clearly visible. Her shoulders were trembling slightly. Natalie Wheeler turned around and did not enter. She knew that Eli was not moved, rather, she was just overwhelmed by emotions. Eli had been living an ordinary life - happy, peaceful, and wonderful. All she dealt with were the trivial things of life, and she got along with her friends happily. Now, she was involved in the royal family as well as politics. Natalie was sad. She drove to the hotel where the auction had been held. She remembered that Allen stayed there. On the way, she called Allen. "Allen, it's Natalie. Are you back yet?" Natalie asked softly. "I'm on the boat now and I will arrive at the hotel in about four hours. Let's have dinner together at night," Allen's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone. "Okay." "Is the wound on your arm better?" Allen asked