A cold, mocking smile spread across Sebastian''s face, and the devilish aura he exuded washed over Natalie. He sat there silently, turning his head to meet her gaze. His eyes were so deep and sharp that she had to look away.


    His voice was slow and deliberate. "Natalie, have you forgotten what I told youst time? Between us, there is only death. There will be no divorce."


    Natalie was stunned. That line again. She red at him, herrge, expressive eyes filled with rage.


    "If you won''t divorce me, then what are you doing here? From now on, Mr. Griffith, unless it''s about the divorce, please don''te looking for me."


    She stood up and turned to Matthew and Keith with a yful smile. "Mr. Jones, Mr. Monroe, shall we find another ce to eat?" She was starving and didn''t want these people to ruin her appetite.


    Matthew shot a cold nce at Sebastian. "Of course."


    Keith rose and helped Natalie to her feet.


    The sight of Keith''s hand on Natalie''s arm made Sebastian feel an overwhelming urge to break it. His hand, resting on the table, tightened into a fist, his eyes glinting with a murderous light.


    Joanna looked at Sebastian in disbelief. Natalie wanted a divorce, but he was the one refusing? ''Til death do us part, no divorce. Then what did that make her? The other woman?


    After Natalie and the others left, Joanna turned to Sebastian, tears streaming down her face. "Sebastian, how could you do this to me? What am I to you? You promised you would marry me. How could you break your word?"


    Sebastian stood up, his tall frame casting a long shadow. He looked at her with detached indifference. “Joanna, I thought I made myself clearst time. And what you said today was way out of line. Don''t evere to my house again."


    His cold tone made Joanna stumble back a step. She knew he was furious, but what had set him off? Was it because she had told Natalie she''d spent the night at his ce?


    "Sebastian, I only did it because I love you so much! Why are you treating me this way?" Joanna cried, looking utterly pitiful.


    Yvonne chimed in, defending her friend. “Mr. Griffith, aren''t you two already divorced? Someone like Natalie doesn''t deserve you. Joanna is pure and perfect She''s the one Who''s right for you."


    Sebastian''s gaze fell on her, so cold it could freeze fire. Yvonne pursed her lips and looked down, not daring to say another word. Sebastian was terrifyingly.cold only showing a hint of warmth when he was with Joanna.


    Sebastian turned and left without another word.


    Joanna copsed to the floor, sobbing in frustration.


    Yvonne pulled out her phone and called Jerome. "Jerome, you need to get back here. Natalie is bullying Joanna to death!"


    Jerome, who had been focused on preparing for an uing race, was instantly enraged. "Yvonne, what did Natalie do to upset Joanna now?"


    "What else? She was caught shamelessly flirting with other men, and Mr. Griffith saw it all. But then she med Joanna for meddling. You have toe back. I miss you, too, Yvonne added, her voice turing coy though her eyes were filled with a sinister light.


    “Alright, alright, Yvonne, I''lle back today. Tell Joanna not to be sad. I''ll teach Natalie a lesson for her as soon as I get back."


    Yvonne''s face lit up with a wicked smile. She hung up and nudged Joanna. "Joanna, stop crying. Jerome said he''sing back tonight to get revenge for


    you."


    A glimmer of light appeared in Joanna''s eyes. "Good. Thank him for me."


    Yvonne smiled venomously. Someone like Natalie didn''t belong in their world.