Natalie was surprised that he didn't ask for her help.But of course, she wouldn't bring it up either.She quickly pretended to know nothing, hypnotizing herself to fall asleep quickly, knowing that he wouldn't touch her again.The woman's breathing gradually became even and prolonged.Oliver touched his lower back and saw that wet liquid had seeped from the gauze.The wound had opened up.Silently, he got up and brought the medicine box into the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror as he re-dressed the wound.Oliver looked at his reflection in the mirror, his lips slightlyswollen.He touched his lips, his tongue licking over his teeth, still able to taste that sweetness.The only downside was Oliver was increasingly looking forward to his injury healing.A total of twenty contestants made it to the finals of "Top Avenue." The finals were divided into three rounds, scheduled at three different time periods.Modeling competitions were not as popular as singing, dancing, and boy-g
"A fatal blow from her? Does she even deserve it?"Owen admitted that the woman named Natalie indeed had some innate advantages - she looked good, had a nice figure, and exuded a certain charm. But she still had a long way to go to compare with him!After Owen finished speaking, he looked meaningfully at Hailey. "Hailey, what should we do if it comes down to the two of us competing for the championship?""How is that even possible? I couldn't match your professional ability, Owen," Hailey replied with a smile. But in her heart, she was thinking, "Do you have the capability and influence to compete with me for the championship?"Hearing this, Owen smiled contentedly. The championship was naturally within her grasp.The runway was set up by the seaside, with the ground covered in gravel instead of soft sand, making it relatively flat to walk on.Eight judges sat in the best viewing area, while the audience watching the show sat on wooden benches with the backdrop of the reefs.Under the
Natalie's scalp tingled, and unconsciously, she moved her toes towards the direction of the door.She wanted to pretend that nothing had happened and slip away unnoticed.If the atmosphere wasn't so strange at this moment, she would have noticed the tumultuous waves underneath the seemingly cold and ruthless look on his face.With a resolute attitude, Natalie walked over, and the several executives who were blocking her path naturally made way for her."How...are you feeling?""Who are you asking?"Oliver wasn't satisfied with her dry response of "you."Natalie looked at her toes for a few seconds. Now wasn't the time to be coy, she still cared about his well-being. "How's your injury?""Mr. Windsor, you're injured?" one executive asked in surprise.Oliver stood tall, walked swiftly, and remained efficient in his work. He spoke at the meeting, making the group of people in their forties and fifties look as if they were going to cry. How could he look like a patient?Oliver responded w
"I saw Natalie being brought back in a car just now, seems like... a Rolls-Royce," one of the models by the window suddenly mentioned.The others exchanged glances, all revealing disdainful looks.See, she did go looking for a sugar daddy in the middle of the night. Three hours is plenty of time!Owen looked in the direction of Natalie's room, lost in thought, a calculating gleam flickering in his eyes.Natalie held her hand under the tap, letting the water run over it.The palm of her hand was rubbed red, and there were even some broken skin at the knuckles.As she washed, she cursed, "Oliver, you damn bastard! Oliver, you shameless jerk!"She had asked for three hours of leave, and that jerk actually dropped her off exactly after three hours.Natalie sighed, realizing more clearly the change in Oliver's attitude towards her, but she didn't know if it was good or bad. This person was truly dangerous, and so unpredictable.Later that night Oliver lay alone on the oversized bed, tossin
Natalie's performance this time was undoubtedly outstanding. Combined with her previous popularity at the autumn car exhibition, she gained many devoted fans, even surpassing Owen and Hailey in terms of attention.Some self-media even hailed Natalie as this year's strongest dark horse.Unfortunately, good times do not last long.Before long, a new topic climbed up the trending searches: "Wild Model Makes it to the 'Top Avenue' Finals, Stirring Up More than Just the Entertainment Circle!"Some netizens posted screenshots of the backstage footage—a ring falling out from Natalie's neckline and shining brightly under the lights.An anonymous tipster claimed, "This H-surnamed wild model was wearing simple clothes just two months ago and even worked part-time while still in school. It is evident that her life was not comfortable. However, the necklace in the screenshot has exquisite design and a pure pink diamond, estimated to be worth seven figures. Among the twenty models in the finals, e
Seeing the things online, Oliver's emotions were on the verge of outrage. Coming back and seeing her pitifully sitting on the ground, her eyes red like a helpless rabbit, he barely held back his temper, afraid of making her cry. But in this moment, the unexpected words "husband" smoothed away all of his emotions. Husband, it sounded even better than "brother." Natalie stiffly denied, saying, "You misheard just now." "Misheard what?" She thought about deceiving him by calling him "husband," but she wouldn't be fooled! It wasn't that Natalie was being affected, but the fact was they had never lived together as a married couple from the beginning. In Natalie's mind, Oliver was her creditor, and she had an obligation to take care of him. She had also promised to devote herself to him. But she never saw him as her husband. "Come on, be good and call me that, and I'll deal with those troublesome matters for you." Oliver embraced Natalie, with a playful smile in his eyes, exuding
Natalie's tone wasn't good because after someone exposed her scandal, the production team didn't inform her immediately but instead interviewed others, causing this matter to escalate.The production team acted unscrupulously.Not only were they unscrupulous, but they also made people feel disgusted.Oliver sat cross-legged beside her, watching how she would "resolve" the problem herself."Ah, Miss Watson," the person on the other end who was in contact with her said with a smile, "I know what you want to talk about. Actually, our production team didn't do much. We didn't say anything bad about you or disclose any information about you. We just conducted interviews with a few contestants in response to the enthusiasm of netizens. Isn't that right?"The other party obviously thought there was nothing wrong with this. "Miss Watson, now that the popularity of this show has skyrocketed, with record-breaking clicks and followers, it's a win-win situation for everyone, including you!""Ha!"
Oliver felt a tremor in his heart. "Better than them."His woman would naturally perform the best.Hearing the answer she wanted, Natalie smiled brightly, feeling much more at ease. "Although your credibility as a layperson is not high, thank you, brother!""Not high credibility..." Oliver chuckled and pinched Natalie's chin. "Are you insulting me?""No, no!" Natalie's eyes curved as she felt a warm feeling with Oliver for the first time.A rich aroma wafted from the kitchen.It was the apple pie that Natalie had baked.The golden and crispy apple pie was now ready.The pie, with its perfect blend of buttery aroma and tangy apples, whets the appetite and triggers salivation. Natalie handed Oliver a piece, but the man furrowed his brows, showing no interest in this kind of dessert that little girls liked."Uncle Liam, would you like some?" Natalie turned to Liam, pretending as if nothing unmentionable had happened in the living room just now.Liam smiled and graciously responded, "Than