âThe Larson Group fired many employees who worked with Miss Turner. I thought no one would remember me,â Allie confessed, her voice filled with emotion.
Vivian extended her hand, gently patting Allieâs in a comforting manner. âHow could we be as heartless as the Larson Group? We value loyalty and compassion,â she assured.
Recalling her own dreadful experience with the company and the tragic death of Charis, Allie couldnât contain her emotions any longer. Clutching the card close to her heart, tears streamed down her face. âIf it werenât for Natalie, Miss Turner wouldnât have suffered such a miserable fate! Itâs unjust that Natalie is still alive, living her best life!â Allie wiped her tears with the back of her hand, locking eyes with Vivian earnestly. âYou must seek justice for her!â
Understanding the pain Allie had endured, Vivian handed her a tissue. While Allie composed herself, Vivian asked meaningfully, âAllie, considering your close relationship with Miss Turner, would you like to join me in avenging her?â
Allie hesitated, contemplating the daunting task of fighting against the powerful Larson Group and its CEO as a poor and powerless woman. Sensing her concerns, Vivian spoke softly, âDonât worry. The Turner family will support you. Once everything is done, they will provide you with more financial assistance and help you secure a better job.â
Although highly tempted, Allie remained uncertain. Was it worth challenging the Larson Group for Charis? Observing Allieâs internal struggle, Vivian leaned in and whispered, âI have a plan.â
Natalie was determined not to give up on finding clues about Charis, despite not getting any useful information from her parents. She made a list of all the people related to Charis and planned to track them down one by one.
By the end of December, Natalie returned to work at W Marks Studio in Barnes. She had been working remotely for the past few months but decided to come back because Brandon would be working at their branch in Barnes this month. Natalie wanted to be with him and also resume her work at the studio.
Shortly after returning to work, Draco unexpectedly walked into the office. It had been a few months since they last saw each other. Natalie found it strange that he was there since she was told he was on a business trip abroad and wouldnât be back for a few days.
âGood morning, Mr. Wesley. Coffee? I was going to buy one for myself downstairs,â Natalie said nervously, unsure if Draco was okay with her working remotely.
âNo, thank you. Have a seat first, Natalie,â Draco replied calmly.
Natalie sat back in her chair, feeling tense and uncertain about what Draco wanted to talk about. She wondered if he was going to fire her due to her distractions over the past few months. Her attention had been divided between Brandon and Charis, making it difficult for her to work as diligently as before.
Before Draco could say anything, Natalie anxiously blurted out, âIâm sorry, Mr. Wesley. Iâve been distracted by some personal affairs over the past few months. But donât worry, Iâll make up for it. Please give me another chance.â
Dracoâs eyebrows furrowed in confusion, realizing that Natalie had misunderstood him. He smiled and chuckled, reassuring her, âWhat are you talking about? Donât be nervous. I wasnât going to fire you, Natalie.â
He had returned to the studio to see her for himself. It had been a long time since their last meeting, and he was genuinely concerned about her. The news of Charisâs sudden death had caused quite a stir in both Barnes and Seacisco, and Draco had a hunch that Natalie might be involved somehow.
âOh, well then, what did you want to talk about, sir?â Natalie asked, smiling crookedly, curious about the purpose of his visit.
Draco tilted his head, pondering for a moment before speaking, âI just wanted to ask how youâve been recently. Iâve noticed that your work has been maturing, and thereâs a subtle change in your mindset. If you ever need help or someone to talk to, feel free to reach out to me, Natalie.â
Natalieâs heart melted at Dracoâs kind words. He had always been an exceptional boss and mentor, which made her hesitant to bother him with her personal matters. âThank you, sir. Your guidance is already a great help,â she replied gratefully, touching her nose timidly. âBy the way, Mr. Wesley, I can work in the studio now. If you need anything, you can call me here.â
Draco looked at her and nodded silently, acknowledging her statement.
Elizabeth, overhearing the conversation, was thrilled that Natalie was back. She stood up from her chair and exclaimed, âThatâs great, Natalie! Iâm so glad youâre back! How about we have dinner after work? Letâs celebrate your return!â
It was unusual for Elizabeth to take the initiative in social situations, indicating her genuine happiness about Natalieâs return. Natalie couldnât refuse such a warm invitation and smiled brightly, accepting, âSure!â
Then, she turned to Draco and asked, âMr. Wesley, would you like to join us?â
Knowing that Draco preferred to avoid large gatherings, Natalie asked out of politeness, assuming he would decline. However, to her surprise, Draco stood up and calmly replied, âOkay. Iâd love that.â
When they arrived at the restaurant, Natalie quickly texted Brandon, realizing she hadnât informed him about the impromptu dinner. Her message mentioned that she was having dinner with her colleagues.
The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband ï¤Chatper 404 Curiously observing Natalieâs goofy smile while pouring a glass of water, Elizabeth playfully asked, âWho are you texting? Whatâs with that bright smile on your face?â
Natalie sighed wistfully, her eyes shining, as she took a sip from her glass. âOh, itâs just my husband. He said he would pick me up later, but I told him I can just walk home. Our boss is dining with us tonight, and who knows when the dinner will end.â
Elizabeth nodded quietly, a tinge of envy in her voice. She rarely showed emotion but couldnât help feeling envious of Natalieâs loving husband. âYou two have been through a lot, right? Yet youâre still so sweet with each other.â
Natalie wasnât sure if Elizabeth was upset or not, so she simply nodded. While she didnât know what was going on in Brandonâs mind, she knew their relationship was strong. âWeâve had our challenges, but weâre doing well now. Sometimes I wish Brandon were an ordinary person, but I love him no matter what.â
Natalie chose not to delve into the details of their struggles. She understood that, on the surface, she appeared happier than most people.
Complaining wouldnât make others understand her situation; they might even think she was showing off.
Elizabeth smiled faintly but fell into silence, burdened by unspoken thoughts. Draco, a quiet listener, remained silent as well.
Noticing Dracoâs gaze, Natalie looked at him curiously and asked, âIs something on your mind, Mr. Wesley?â
As Draco gazed into Natalieâs beautiful, clear eyes, he felt his heart race. He had developed a crush on her, but she was married, and he knew he didnât stand a chance. He had to hide his feelings. âOh, nothing. I was just listening to your conversation earlier. It sounded like Elizabeth wants to get married, right, Elizabeth?â Draco smiled, shifting the focus to Elizabeth.
Unaware of Dracoâs feelings, Natalie turned to Elizabeth with a grin. âRight! Are you going to marry your boyfriend?â
Ever since they encountered Elizabeth and her unruly boyfriend at the clinic, Natalie had been curious. In her eyes, Jorge wasnât a good match for Elizabeth.
Elizabethâs expression darkened as she spoke, âI wanted to get married, which is why I got into a relationship with Jorge...â She sighed, revealing her sadness.
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