Although the Southern Chamber of Commerce had only been established for ten years, it had developed steadily, and Samuel had only taken over the Western Chamber of Commerce for a short three years. The choice between them was naturally the former.
"You do it?" Samuel's tone suddenly became angry.
Natalie had been at Samuel's house for three years, and she had always had a gentle, solemn, quiet, and indifferent image. He thought she wouldn't fight or plunder, but she knew everything.
Natalie suddenly felt very funny, covering her mouth and laughing until her stomach hurt a little. She stared at Samuel, her eyes filled with confusion, "What if it were me?"
How funny, how could she have loved this kind of man before?
Was she blind?
This morning's negotiation naturally failed due to unhappiness.
Natalie didn't want to stay here another second, so she stepped on her high heels and walked out.
"Natalie, I have something to tell you." Samuel interrupted her, but his tone was not very friendly.
Natalie turned her back to him, not looking back, "You and I have nothing to talk about."
She returned to the capital with only one purpose, that is to get back the benefits she had sacrificed for Samuel.
Samuel had never seen her so cold and icy towards him; his heart ached, suddenly remembering something, his eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm: "What? Are you only talking to President Nathaniel now?"
Natalie turned around, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows showing a smile, making people instantly feel warm and focused: "That's right, he treats me so well, shouldn't I be loyal to him?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she staggered away, being dragged into the office next door.
"Natalie, 2 billion and a villa are enough for you to live for a lifetime. Why do you want to be someone else's 'pet'?" Samuel blocked her in a corner, his whole body calm.
He hadn't seen her warm smile for a long time, like a thorn stabbing into his heart, suddenly twitching, making him unable to ignore it.
Natalie sneered; fortunately, he could still say the word 'pet'.
She looked up at him: "Boss Morgan, what qualifications do you have to manage my affairs? An ex-husband?"
Samuel was speechless for a moment.
"Mr. Morgan, if you want to talk and negotiate with me, I will listen; I won't bother you with anything else," Natalie said coldly, looking distant.
"You……"
The phone rang.
Samuel frowned and glanced at the caller, then turned and walked out.
Natalie rubbed her sore arm, smiling awkwardly. He had never been gentle with her.
She looked around the office, nothing had changed from before, except for the pot of lisianthus she had brought from the villa where she lived, thrown in the corner, wilted.
Natalie bent down to pick it up, glanced at the pair of clean white shoes placed outside the door.
Tsk, Zoe guessed right, Lily really caught her eye.
"Natalie, why are you in Samuel's office?" Lily wore a white lace dress, her long hair was loose behind her back, her hands holding a lunch box, her white teeth biting her pale lower lip, her whole person was elegant and pure.
Little Lily was so good, she even sent a loving lunch.
Natalie pinched her fingertips, put down the flower pot, and put away her languid expression, puzzled, saying, "Of course President Morgan called me."
Lily cursed inwardly, but on the surface, she still appeared weak. She carried Samuel's lunchbox and carefully placed it on the dining table. "Samuel is busy. It's because he doesn't eat on time. I've been bringing him lunch lately."
This proved that she was about to become Samuel's wife, so Natalie stopped mocking her.
Natalie ignored her, lifted her feet to leave, but Lily spoke again.
"Natalie, you're very famous at the Nebula nightclub now, how much money do you make every night?"
They were mocking Natalie, both openly and secretly; now she was just a bartender, completely unworthy of Samuel.
Natalie stopped, looked at her with a half-smiling, half-not-smiling look, then waved her hand and replied with three words.
"More than you."
Lily never thought Natalie would be proud of this; she was completely shameless.
"Natalie, you can seduce others, so you earn more money than me." Lily unconsciously praised.
Natalie refused to 'praise', "I can seduce others? Then I really can't compare to you."
To achieve her goal, the innocent and gentle Lily could also act, so devoted.
Lily deliberately pretended to be weak, her aggrieved expression as if she was kindly feeding a dog: "Natalie, I know you're following Nathaniel, do whatever you want now, I just want to wish you happiness, don't think too much."
Not only can she drink, but she's also willing to lower her body to be taken care of by him. As the enviable Mrs. Morgan, this is definitely a typical example of her ability to seduce others.
Natalie clicked her tongue, raised her eyebrows, her eyes cold: "Then thank you, by the way, when do you want to reach your destination?"
When will the sweet dream of becoming Mrs. Morgan come true?
Lily's eyes changed immediately. She thought that after Samuel and Natalie divorced, he would marry her immediately, and she would be able to sit in Mrs. Morgan's position as she wished, but Samuel never mentioned a word from beginning to end.
She felt that Natalie was deliberately laughing at her.
She was already divorced, yet she always came here to seduce Samuel, you bastard.
The position of the Morgan family's young lady could only be hers.
Looking at her unpredictable expression, Natalie's gloomy mood suddenly improved a little.
"Natalie, President Nathaniel, do you mind if I visit your ex-husband?" Lily asked worriedly.
Natalie smiled calmly: "He asked me to come today."
Nathaniel, who was far away, suddenly sneezed.
So Nathaniel was annoyed? Of course he was annoyed, he wanted his sister to stay as far away from Samuel as possible, but if she was willing to repay the love debt in the world, he would be her strongest support.
The calmer Natalie was, the quieter the years, the more Lily wanted to tear her face apart; she wanted to see Natalie desperate like a dog.
Lily took a step forward, grabbed Natalie's clothes, her eyes filled with resentment and tears: "Natalie, but I'm annoyed, can you not disturb my life and Samuel's life? Many years ago, I made a private decision for my life, and it's hard to meet again. I don't want him to be bothered by an ex-wife. Now that you have a job and support, can you let us go?"
Natalie felt that her ears were polluted, both physically and mentally resisting her contact. She took a big step back before removing her hand.
"Miss Lily is too worried. I, Natalie, never turn back, especially Samuel."
Lily did not answer, but looked towards the door, calling softly. "Samuel."
Samuel's face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were solemn.
Natalie sneered, then her expression became serious, her tone also became sharper: "I think there is no need to negotiate in the afternoon, Mr. Morgan should pay attention to the Eastern transportation route, goodbye."
This meant that the negotiations had failed, and the Southern Chamber of Commerce would openly seize the Eastern transport route.
Natalie didn't turn around, but felt the cold autumn wind blowing straight into her face.She used to think he was brave, resourceful, and knowledgeable, but now he seemed to be blind, stupid, and vague."I wish you two a happy future." Natalie's voice was as cold as ice.She bent down from the car and quickly disappeared down the street."Boss, the man just now is...""Nothing." Natalie interrupted the assistant, looking unhappy, "Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked anymore.""Understood." The assistant was silent for a moment.Natalie looked at the scenery outside the window that was gradually disappearing, her eyes became gloomy, and then she took out her phone to call."Brother, where was the good place you mentioned yesterday? I suddenly want to go."The noisy sound on the other end of the line suddenly stopped. "Where are you now?"Natalie lazily fiddled with the file in her hand. She raised her eyes to look at the road sign, "Blackthorn Street.""Very good."The phone h
Natalie only wanted to say one thing: she was too obsessed with this enemy.But she still calmly reached out to him, "Hello, Mr. Morgan."They looked at each other with indifference and distance.However, Minister Mark saw the complexity between the two, took a sip of wine, then said meaningfully, "I think you two are already familiar with each other; no need for introductions, let's get straight to the point."Back then, Samuel and Natalie got married, although not everyone knew. Relatives, friends, and people in the upper class all knew that Minister Mark was a good friend of Mrs. Morgan, so of course, he knew them too.Natalie smiled shyly, "I'm so happy, the battle will end quickly."When she was about to take her hand back, Samuel reached out and grabbed her fingertips, his eyes sharp: "Hope your proposal can pass the test.""Mr. Morgan, you don't need to be polite. Just ask." Natalie raised her eyebrows, then took her hand away without a trace.Her body felt very weak, and when
The sound of a sports car echoed on the suburban highway, returning to Brooks's house."Natalie." Henry tapped the steering wheel lightly, smiling slightly: "Did I embarrass you today?"Natalie leaned back in her seat, glanced at him, and calmly said, "It's okay, it's best not to let yourself be surrounded by celebrities, losing all manners."She thought of Henry's embarrassed appearance when being dragged by those women, and the corner of her lips curled up into a smile.Henry's expression immediately changed. He stepped on the gas and sped away. "Women are so scary.""Huh?" Natalie snorted coldly."Except my sister." Henry quickly added.Natalie was still dissatisfied, looking up at him: "Is there anything else?"Henry vehemently refuted: "Zoe is your friend, but she is not a woman."Natalie: "..."Zoe, who was working overtime at the company, sneezed twice.Natalie ignored him and looked out the window.The charming autumn, the red leaves gradually dyed the road home red, so beauti
Natalie smiled, her tone changed: "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Morgan."But she quickly moved her gaze away, not stopping at Samuel for another second.She tilted her head, smiled warmly at Logan behind her, and gently reached out her hand, saying, "Today is your birthday, how can I refuse your invitation?"Logan looked at the small, slender, soft hand in front of him, a little hesitant, but still hesitated to respond.Natalie urged in a low voice: "What's wrong? Logan."Logan's throat trembled, and his two hands were hot and slightly raised. The tall figure with his back turned to him seemed to have a strong pressure that made him unable to move any further: "I, I'm going to the bathroom."After speaking, he hurriedly left this place of right and wrong.Natalie shyly withdrew her hand, muttering, "Having a vicious heart but no courage," and the next second, her arm was grabbed by someone.Familiar force, familiar pain."Let go." Natalie's voice was cold, without any warmth.Sh
Natalie's emotional fluctuations were only one-tenth of Zoe's. She wore light makeup, but the gap between her eyebrows was still visible.She didn't pay attention to Samuel, and when she passed him, she just treated him as a passerby."Zoe, I'm tired." Natalie slowly walked forward.Zoe held the camera in one hand. She put her arm around her shoulder, "Then I'll take you home.""Yes." Natalie's voice was low, without any emotion.The drizzle was like silk, falling slowly."Master, are you just going to let her go like that?" Oliver held up a large black umbrella, asking a rare question.On both sides of the river, the sound of flowing water echoed.Samuel looked at her departing back, his thin lips tightly pursed, his cold, handsome face revealing incomprehensible emotions."No rush."---Henry was lying on the sofa, leisurely watching a racing video.In the video, after passing the obstacle at a perfect speed, the red racing car glided like lightning, rushed towards the sea, and then
Samuel looked around, the soft light shining on his tall and straight body, leaving a shadow."Which room is she in?" he asked in a low voice."The second living room on the left on the second floor." Mrs. Sophia turned around, retreating into the darkness where the wall lamp could not be seen."Aunt Sophia, go to bed first." After speaking, his thin lips pursed tightly.Samuel walked step by step upstairs. This villa was also very unfamiliar to him, because he had never cared about anything other than paying the land rent.After getting married, he rarely came here, except when his grandmother urged him.Turn the doorknob, and the room was empty, gloomy, and cold.Was it like this before when he came here?Samuel opened the window, and a gust of wind blew into his face. The early autumn wind should have been cool, but at this moment it made people shiver.But the view here was extremely good; you could see the flowers in the garden, and every movement of the guards.If Samuel thought