Chapter 495 A look of determination came over his face.
âI have to go,â he urged.
Natalie grabbed Dracoâs shoulders and gently restrained him to the bed.
âThe doctor told me that in your current condition, youâre not to get out of bed. If youâre not carefully enough, you could put your very life in danger.â
Closing his eyes in despair, Draco murmured, âAre the efforts of the past few years going to be in vain now?â
Natalie felt wretched.
It was her fault this was happening, and she was desperate to do something to help. She suddenly felt Draco take her hand.
âWhatâs wrong, Mr. Wesley?â she asked, concerned.
Dracoâs eyes were shining with inspiration.
âNatalie, you can go there for me!â he said.
Natalie hung her head.
âI canât,â she replied sadly.
Her instinctive response was to refuse.
She was just an assistant designer; she didnât have the qualifications or the reputation to represent Draco at such a grand event as Iridescent Show.
âYou can go, and you must,â Draco said firmly.
âYou are the only other designer who has read all the materials and participated in my creation,â he pointed out.
âNo one is more qualified than you.â
Suddenly, a nurse appeared at the door.
âTimeâs up,â she announced.
âThe patient is in poor shape and needs rest. Visiting hours are limited.â
The nurse looked at Natalie expectantly.
Outside the door, through the glass window. Brandon could see that Draco was holding Natalieâs hand.
Brandon frowned.
It wasnât a particularly intimate gesture, but the scene displeased him nonetheless.
Holding hands, Natalie and Draco looked like a couple; her, with eyes full of tears, and him, with eyes full of affection.
Brandon scowled.
If Natalie had looked out the window at that very moment, she would have met his cold, resentful gaze.
In the ward, Draco silently pleaded Natalie with his eyes full of determination. He didnât let go of Natalieâs wrist until a nurse entered and escorted Natalie out of the room.
Draco had no choice but to put his trust in Natalie now.
Thankfully, her abilities had never failed him for such an extended period.
Natalie was led out of the ward by the nurse. She seemed hypnotized. She even had no idea when Brandon approached her.
Straightforwardly, Brandon inquired, âWhat did Draco do to you?â
Not only did he notice that Draco held Natalieâs hand, but he also noticed that she was in an extremely disoriented state.
As much as he perhaps wanted to keep out, he was curious about their conversation.
Brandon even suspected whether Draco had said something inappropriate.
As she watched Brandonâs stern expression, Natalie couldnât help but laugh.
Natalie then stated, âMr. Wesley requested me to participate in the Iridescent Show on his behalf, but I felt unqualified, so I declined.â
She sat on the bench in the hallway while hesitating.
âNever before have I been to a fashion display of this magnitude. If something goes wrong and I end up spoiling W Marksâs good name, I will have to live with the guilt, and honestly I donât think I can bear with it.â
Hearing that, Brandon secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
He had thought Draco had made a move on Natalie.
Well, things turned out differently.
Draco just requested Natalieâs presence at the fashion show.
Brandon felt considerably better.
Natalie wrinkled her brows and questioned Brandon as she tugged at the cuff of his suit, âCould you suggest something to me? Iâm at a loss; what should I wad man fa, do about this?â
Brandon gazed into her eyes while holding her shoulders and quickly deduced her response.
âYou want to go, I know. You may not be able to pull off the Iridescent Show, as you imagine, but deep down, you know youâre already well-prepared.â
Brandon also recognized Natalieâs drive and intelligence.
All she needed was a chance.
To Brandon, the Iridescent Show posed a chance.
Natalie smiled and remarked, âI have to confess that my husband has a good idea of how my brain works.â
Brandon embraced Natalie and she felt at ease in his arms.
The warmth coming from his body relaxed Natalie considerably.
âFor your own sake, not Dracoâs, I think you should go. Draco canât make it to the show this time, that we all know. He will be even more depressed if you do not go there and represent him. Over time, youâll start blaming yourself more and more. You are the only one who can alter the tide now.â
âWow, Brandon, you really do hold me in high regard. You know that I canât save the day.â
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