Sebastian remembered her conversation with her friend-anywhere he was, she found disgusting. His gaze turned murderous. She despised him this much now?


    "Natalie, don''t take it too far. I''m not going to marry Joanna. You will always be my wife!"


    The only thing Natalie could feel was the pain in her wrist. His grip was like an iron vise. Her eyes filled with rage. "Of course. A man like you is a wolf in sheep''s clothing, preying on the weak with a dark, cunning heart."


    "But whatever games you two want to y, leave me out of it. You have no moralpass. You''ll never appreciate it when someone treats you well..."


    Natalie stopped abruptly, realizing there was no point in saying more. She lowered her head, avoiding his gaze, a wave of despair washing over her.


    Sebastian watched as she deted like a popped balloon, suddenly unable to say another word.


    "Get up. You''reing with me. We need to resolve this. Hiding here won''t solve anything," he said, his voice a low, angry growl that still managed to pierce her heart.


    "Let go," she said, her tone exceptionally cold.


    Sebastian released her hand and sat down beside her, intending to talk things over properly.


    "Natalie, let''s talk," he said, softening his tone.


    But Natalie''s eyes were filled with a chilling, murderous intent.


    Sebastian saw it, and a flicker of shock crossed his face. He had never seen her hate him this much.


    Still, he asked, "Grandma said you were the one who saved me."


    "No. Grandma only said that to make you treat me better. How could I dare save you? You want my filthy blood and my kidney inside your body?"


    Sebastian''s expression darkened instantly. "It wasn''t you?"


    "That''s right, it wasn''t me. The one who saved you was Joanna. It was Joanna, not me." In this life, those two were going to be shackled together. Two people with no bottom line deserved each other; they could create a truly interesting life together. Joanna would be like a malignant tumor, slowly consuming Sebastian from the inside out.


    And she would finally be free.


    Sebastian let out a coldugh, staring at her. She despised him so much that she would even give Joanna credit for this?


    "I knew it wasn''t you, you liar."


    "Sebastian, I''m not lying. When did I


    ever say I was the one who saved et


    you? We''re alre


    Please,


    just stay away from me."


    "I swear, I won''t stand in your way with Joanna. If you two get married tomorrow,


    I''ll even send a huge wedding gift.”


    Natalie took a shaky breath, forcing herself to stay calm. Calm down. You have to stay calm.


    Getting angry with this scumbag meant she had already lost.


    She looked at him with indifference. "Mr. Griffith, you''ve never once


    believe


    me, so there''s no need to


    a?k Just believe what you see and


    what you hear."


    Sebastian saw the pained look on her face, the fragility in her eyes that made his own heart ache.


    "So you''d rather I never know you spent a hundred million to save me, just to cut ties with me?"


    Natalie froze. How could he know about that?


    She lowered her head, avoiding his gaze. "That never happened. But you''re right about one thing: I want to cut all ties with you."


    Sebastian frowned, about to say more when his phone rang. He looked at the screen. It was Joanna.


    "Joanna."


    Hearing that name, Natalie''s heart sank to the floor.


    "Sebastian, help me! Marshall came


    here with his men. He said I hired


    someone to hit his bodyguard''s car. Sebastiart, Ldidn''t do it, I


    int deft, I sweet! It


    must have been Natalie! She must


    have framed me!"