"I would never dare do something like that. Sebastian, please, you have to save me, please?"


    "Make Nataliee here and exin it to Marshall. It really wasn''t me..." Joanna''s cries were heart-wrenching.


    Sebastian''s brow furrowed. "Alright, Joanna, stop crying. I''ll bring Natalie over right now."


    Hearing his words, Natalie''s face went deathly pale. It was always the same. He only ever believed Joanna.


    Sebastian hung up and turned to Natalie, a flicker of conflict in his eyes. "Natalie, you''reing with me. Joanna says you framed her..."


    "Enough, Sebastian! If Joanna told you to jump off a cliff, would you do it? What does her business have to do with me? You want to take me with you? Fine, you can take my dead body." Natalie''s anger finally erupted.


    Why, even after she had signed the papers severing their ties and finalizing the divorce, would these people still not leave her alone?


    Sebastian''s expression hardened, a sh of anger in his eyes. "Natalie, do you have any idea what Marshall is capable of? Joanna could die."


    Natalie gave a chilling smile. "You, Sebastian Griffith, can''t even protect the woman you love? What right do you have to be in a rtionship?"


    "Let''s go. I''m giving you onest chance..."


    "I don''t need your chances. Anything you give me is disgusting. Joanna says I framed her? Then tell her to show you the proof."


    Just then, a video message came through on Sebastian''s phone. He opened it to see two men kneeling on the ground, their faces bruised and swollen. "Mr. Spencer... I''ll talk... It was... it was Natalie who told us to do it."


    Sebastian''s eyes turned to ice as he held the phone out for Natalie to see.


    When Natalie saw the video, she was already numb.


    "Heh..." She let out a painedugh.


    "I thought if I just left, all this scheming would stop. It seems there''s no escaping it. And if I can''t escape, then I''ll just have to hit back harder.”


    Sebastian didn''t understand what


    she meant. He was furious. "Natalie, how long are you going to keep being so malicious? You''reing back with me right now to confess, Otherwise it wont just be Marshal you have to worry about. Lwon''t let you off either!"


    Natalie smirked, a broken light shimmering in her eyes. "Oh? You won''t let me off?


    And how exactly do you n to do that, Mr. Griffith?"


    "I''ll make sure you rot in jail. Now,e with me," he said, his voice devoid of warmth, filled only with contempt and disgust.


    The pain in Natalie''s heart was like a raging fire. Sebastian''s words were knives, carving deep wounds into her soul. She tried to w her wa out of the abyss of agony, but the more she struggled, the deeper she sank.


    She looked at him with despair. "Fine. Let''s go see what the truth really is."


    Natalie called Queena.


    "Natalie, you''re still awake?" Queena''s voice was drowsy.


    Natalie felt a pang of guilt for waking her. Queena had grown up secluded in the mountains and rarely got a chance to rx like this. She didn''t


    want to disturb her.  fo


    "Queena, something came up at work. I have to go back. I''lle pick you upter."


    Queena sat bolt upright. "Natty, your voice doesn''t sound right. Wait for me. I''ming with you."


    “Okay,” Natalie said softly.


    She got out of bed, found afortable outfit in her suitcase, and went into the bathroom to change, not once looking at Sebastian.


    His back to her, Sebastian felt a tremor run through him as he watched her heartbreakingly deste figure.


    Queena pushed the door open and saw him standing there. That scumbag. What is he doing here?


    "Sebastian, are you bullying Natty again?"