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
Natalie Wheeler was lost in thought for a moment. She wasn't 18, so she knew what he meant. He wasn't asking her to accompany him just to chit chat under the blankets. She lowered her head, and her hands under the table were twisted together. She was not willing to... Allen looked at her gentle appearance. Her long eyelashes left a silhouette under her eyes, which was refined and lovely. He approached her slowly. His lips fell on her eyes, and it slowly fell upon her lips. "Fancy seeing you two here," Jasper's cold voice rang all of a sudden. Natalie retreated instinctively and raised her head. Her eyes met Jasper's particularly dark ones. His eyebrows were slightly knitted. Obviously, he was unhappy, but the corners of his mouth were curled up stiffly. "Mr. Milton, are you living in this hotel as well?" Allen asked politely. "Yes, it's more convenient. I shall not disturb you two any further," Jasper walked past them and went
Natalie Wheeler looked at him in shock. She couldn't believe that such words would come out from his mouth. She didn't understand why he would say that. "I think you've misunderstood, Mr. Milton. Or perhaps I should apologize if I have done anything that had led you to think that way. I have never had any improper thoughts about you. I just wanted a seemingly challenging job," Natalie said righteously. Jasper Milton lifted her chin and rubbed her lips with his left thumb affectionately, "Only you would know whether you have thought about it or not. Since you have said so, then I will take your word for it. However, from now on, I will allow you to think about it." Natalie's heart was thumping fast. She looked at Jasper, trying to read his facial expressions. His words were not frivolous, and there was no single trace of desire in his eyes. On the contrary, there was anger in his black eyes. Was he testing her? "I have a boyfriend," Natalie pushed his
"The 15th floor is on fire. Both of you, come with me," Jasper Milton said in a low voice. He glanced at them unhappily and turned around with a livid face. Natalie Wheeler looked at his cold back and she had a strange feeling in her heart. Did he come all the way up here just to inform them of this? When did Jasper become such a warm-hearted person? Natalie turned to look at Allen. Allen smiled warmly, "Although the fire is burning upwards, the 13th floor may also be affected. Besides, it might be very noisy tonight. How about we move to another hotel?" Natalie nodded, "You haven't slept for two whole days. You should have a good rest. I'll pack your luggage for you." "No, I can pack it by myself. Go downstairs and wait for me in the lobby," Allen said softly. Natalie didn't want to burden others whilst the fire was burning. She walked to the corridor. Jasper had not gone far. He stood at the corner and looked at her with his reddened ey
Jasper Milton looked at her deeply and remained silent. Natalie Wheeler felt as though she was making a fool of herself. She smiled awkwardly and continued to jog. When she came to the second lap, Jasper was still sitting in his chair. His head lowered and he was focused on his phone. The rays of sunshine fell onto his body, making it look as though he was surrounded by a golden halo of warmth. As he lowered his head, his hair left a shadow on his face, which made his features even bolder than it was before. Natalie's eyes softened a little. When she saw him raising his head, she looked away quickly and pretended not to look at him. Jasper elevated his mobile phone and took a dozen photos of her. Natalie did not notice his actions and merely ran past him. Jasper swiped towards Stella's photos and compared the pictures of the two of them. Their forehead looked similar, which was bright and full. The shape of the head was the sa
Eli Wayne thought for a while. She realized that crying in front of him would only show him her weakness. She wiped her tears and stood up, "What is it? Tell me quickly, I'm heading out now." Sean Yaleman looked at her fierce expression and he frowned, "Are you done crying?" "Did I cry? I was just excreting water. Got it?" Eli denied. "Excreting water, huh? Ha." Sean sneered, "I think you should excrete your silliness instead." Eli didn't want to talk to him anymore. She rolled her eyes at him and walked forward. Sean had no choice but to reach out and grab her arm, "Eli, you have a short fuse, don't you? You get angry as soon as you speak. Couldn't you be a little more obedient?" "That depends on whether the things you said are reasonable or not. If the things you say are unpleasant, it is only inevitable that I would get angry, right? I am not a plant. Even plants have emotions, okay?" Eli pried his fingers off her wrist. "Jasper came to ask
"As long as I don't admit to it, even if he suspects my identity, he will never be able to confirm it." "But what if he was sure of it even though you refused to admit to it?" Eli Wayne asked worriedly. Natalie's eyes flashed with suspicion and she asked, "Did Jasper come here today to ask Sean if I am Stella Grace?" "Yes. Jasper asked him about it, but he denied it," Eli explained. Natalie Wheeler lowered her eyes. She knew it. Jasper's attitude, tone, and words were very strange yesterday. Now that she thought about it, he probably thought that she was Stella. He was still having his doubts, so his attitude towards her was neither here nor there. Eli looked at Natalie, who was silent. She was anxious and she said agitatedly, "So what if he knows? You don't like him anymore, do you? Anyway, you two are already divorced. What are you afraid of? Just let him know your true identity. After all, he did bully you before." Natalie did not spea
"No matter what kind of scheme he is playing, I'd rather lose this deal than ask you to be involved with him. Anyway, even if I failed to secure the right to cooperate with Aneira this time, that doesn't mean that I wouldn't have the chance to take my baby out for a trip," Eli Wayne said with certainty. "Let's take it one day at a time." They went home after dinner. Natalie Wheeler went back to the room to sleep, and Eli was also ready to head back to the room to rest. She had been tortured by Sean the whole of last night and she was extremely tired. As soon as she returned to the room, the butler stopped in front of her, "Madam, Sir asks you to head over to the lakeside right now." "What? Sean hasn't left yet? Didn't he return to A country?" Eli said straightforwardly. The butler smiled and said, "Sir's schedule is of his own accord. We don't have the right to interfere." Eli shrugged her shoulders and thought about what Frederick Addington ha