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“Yep, I know he's married. I'm his wife,” Natalie pointed at herself and declared happily.
Isabelle refused to believe her. Rolling her eyes, she uttered, “You? Stop joking around. Without your looks, you are
nothing. You don't even have a family that can be of help to Shane. There's no way he'll fall for you.”
“You're wrong. I might not come from an influential family, but Thompson Group is huge. Shane doesn't need me to
help him. That means he fell for my looks.” Natalie caressed her own face deliberately to provoke Isabelle.
Clearly, Isabelle took her bait and scowled in jealousy.
“Ha! Nonsense. Aren't you afraid I'll tell Shane and his wife everything? If I do that, he'll get mad at you. His wife will
surely teach you a lesson!” said Isabelle, her arms crossed in a challenging manner.
She thought Natalie would break down in tears and begged her to stay quiet, but to her surprise, Natalie's grin grew
arrogant.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Sure, go ahead. Tell Shane's wife that I spend every day with her husband. We kiss and sleep every day. Let's see if
she'll teach me a lesson.” Natalie gestured for her to make a move.
Isabelle was flabbergasted. “Are you mad? Did you just ask me to do that? Are you not afraid?”
“Nope,” came Natalie's cheerful reply as she flicked her hair back.
Right then, a tall man strode toward them. “She's not afraid because she's Shane's wife.”
It was Sean.
Isabelle knew who he was. Hearing his words, her lips parted in shock. “How could that be? She can't be Shane's
wife!”
Her finger was trembling as she pointed at Natalie in disbelief.
Still, there was no reason for her to doubt Sean's words.
“Yes, she's indeed Shane's wife.” Sean caressed his jaw and stared at an obviously dejected Isabelle with
amusement.
Isabelle opened her mouth and was about to say something but then changed her mind. She gave an angry stomp
and shot daggers at Natalie before storming away.
The huge blow was clearly too humiliating for her.
After Isabelle stormed away, only Natalie and Sean were left at the scene.
Natalie looked at him. “Mr. Sean, why are you here?”
“The HQ ordered the subsidiaries to come here for a meeting. But the meeting isn't really related to the subsidiary
I'm running, so I came out to stroll around. I didn't know I'd run into something this entertaining,” replied Sean lazily
with his hands stuck in his pockets.
Natalie looked up in realization. “I see. Well, I need to go.”
“Wait.” Sean stepped to his left, blocking Natalie's exit. “We haven't met in a while, but you're leaving this soon. This
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmis upsetting.”
He reached out to touch Natalie's hair.
Instantly, Natalie's gaze narrowed as she stepped back warily. “Mr. Sean, I'm Shane's wife, your cousin-in-law.
Please mind your actions,” she demanded sternly.
Sean clicked his tongue as though that fact had just occurred to him and retracted his hand in disappointment.
As he wasn't going to do anything out of line, Natalie heaved a sigh of relief. “What is it, Mr. Sean?”
“It's about the will, of course. But if you want it to be something else, I shall welcome it with open arms,” Sean
replied with a grin.
Natalie knitted her brows and ignored his flirty tone. “I still haven't received any news about the will.”
Sean's expression fell in response. “The deadline is fifteen days later. What have you been doing for the past month
and a half? No news about the will? Are you messing around with me?”
He glared at her menacingly.
Fear and anxiety crept into Natalie's heart, but she balled up her fists and put up a calm front. “I am not messing
around with you. When I tried to sound Shane out by asking if his grandpa left anything for him, his answer was no.”
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