Queena''s clear eyes were intensely serious. "It''s so strange. There''s suddenly a golden aura around you, and it''s protecting you. Your fate is changing. What''s going on?"


    Natalie felt a sudden urge to flee. A golden aura? Why couldn''t she see it?


    "Oh, that," she said, forcing augh. "Mypany''s been doing welltely. More money means more shine, right?" She took arge bite of lobster. It was delicious. Wow. She could cry. It felt so good to be alive.


    "Natalie, you''re filled with immense merit. You must have done many good deeds in your past life," Queena said, her expression happy.


    Natalie felt a chill run down her spine under Queena''s gaze. "Well, of course. I''m a kind-hearted princess, after all," she said haughtily, looking up at the ceiling.


    Seeing her smug expression, Queena''s heart ached for her. "Yes, yes, you''re a kind princess. Now eat up. We''re going out to y after this. Didn''t you want to stay here for three days? Wayne already agreed. He''s such a busy man, flying all over the world. It''s rare for him to take time off to be with you."


    Natalie, may you live without regret, smiling as new storms arise.


    Queena made a small, unseen gesture over Natalie''s head and smiled at her.


    Natalie''s eyes filled with grateful tears. "You''re right, Wayne loves me the most. Boo-hoo... his love for me is like a mighty river, flowing endlessly..." She resolved to eat more, put on some weight, and attract some handsome young men.


    Queena just raised an eyebrow at her over-the-top praise.


    Wayne found Sebastian still sitting alone in the restaurant. The morning sun streamed in, casting a warm


    glow on him, but it did nothing met


    thaw his icy demeanor. When Ke saw someone sit down opposite him, Sebastian pulled his gaze from the window and looked at Wayne. His posture was straight, imposing. Inparison, Wayne''s aura was much gentler.


    Wayne spoke first. "Sebastian, you were once the love of Natalie''s life. But she doesn''t love you anymore. Let the past be the past. You should both move on. I hope you''ll take the initiative to finalize the divorce and stop hurting her."


    Sebastian''s eyes narrowed. Wayne''s words were like daggers to his heart. Everyone was telling him to divorce Natalie.


    "Who are you to her?" Sebastian asked coolly.


    "I''m her older


    er brother. She is the princess of our family. A few years ago, because she loved you and because the Scotts are her


    ol


    biological parents, I could only stand by and watch as she was


    mistreated. But now she has given up on you and ?? turned to us


    upon you and fe sheet


    not let anyone hurt her again. That includes you, Sebastian."


    "I''m sorry," Sebastian said, unsure of what else to say. He felt like aplete bastard. Natalie had loved him for so many years, and he had always seen her as unreasonable, constantly fighting with Joanna. In reality, Joanna had been the one hurting her all along.


    "Natalie doesn''t need your apology.


    She needs you to divorce her and stay away from her. She has nightmares Sebastian She calls out your name in her sleep, begging you not to hurt her. She''s afraid of you, even in her dreams. Do you understand what I''m saying?"


    Wayne stood up and left.


    Smash. Sebastian mmed his fist onto the table. The skin over his knuckles


    broke, and blood dripped onto the pristine white tablecloth.