As part of his duties, Sean pulled out his phone to check for any news on Natalie. He had one number that she hadn''t blocked—an old one he rarely used, which she had likely forgotten about. He opened his contacts, hoping to find a social media profile, and saw she had a Facebook ount linked to it.


    He lit up. “Sir, I found her! Ms. Sanders is on S Ind. She went therest night and just posted a story. She''s diving for lobster."


    Sebastian shot up from his seat and snatched the phone.


    The picture showed her with a diving instructor, her smile radiant. A memory surfaced Natalie''s voice, full of hope. "Sebastian, I love the ocean. When your


    leg heals, will you take me diving?"


    He had only given a faint nod at the time, making no promises. She had wanted so badly for him to go with her, but now, she had gone alone.


    She had done so much for him, yet he had never done a single thing for her in return. She''d even refused the divorce settlement, saying his money was tainted. He had appreciated her sacrifices but had always taken her presence for granted. For two years, she had stood by him during the most difficult period of his life, yet he had never truly seen her. He''d just assumed she was after the title of Mrs. Griffith and that her position would be secure even after Joanna returned.


    A tight, suffocating pain spread through his chest. He didn''t know when it had started, but seeing her smile like that at another man was agonizing.


    "She didn''t block this number?" Sebastian asked.


    “No, sir,” Sean exined. “It was a backup number I gave her a while ago. I added her on social media with it, and I guess she forgot to block this ount."


    "I''m keeping this phone," Sebastian stated. "Buy yourself a new one and expense


    it."


    Sean was taken aback. “Sir, Ms. Sanders has already stepped aside to let you be with Ms. Scott. I really think you should go through with the divorce. You''re funding Ms. Scott''s film projects now, and if this love triangle gets exposed, it will be a disaster for thepany''s reputation."


    It took all his courage to say it. So, Natalie lost after all, he thought sadly. In the end, that stubborn


    bastard had still chos


    Poor Natalie. She gave him


    ??? ???


    everything, only to pave the way for


    Joanna to take her ce.


    Sebastian''s gaze turned cial. "How much is Natalie paying you to say this?"


    Sean shook his head frantically. "Ms.


    Sanders isn''t paying me anything, sir, nor did she ask me to persuade you. I''m just worried about thepany." He was terrified that if another scandal broke, he''d be stuck in the PR office all night again. His mother was already nagging him to go on dates, wouldn''t it be nice to actually have a girlfriend to spend his evenings with?


    Sebastian changed the subject. "Have you found out who that man was?"


    “No, sir,” Sean replied, shaking his head. “I''ve checked every hotel registry. There''s no record of them together, except for that one time." Joanna had covered her tracks well.


    "You know, sir," Sean added, his voice low, "I really think you''ve made a mistake this time. I''ve been with you for years, and I don''t think anyone in this world will ever love you the way Ms. Sanders did."


    Sean genuinely felt sorry for him. Joanna and Natalie were pr opposites. Natalie was sincere and pure-hearted, while Joanna was a master maniptor. She yed hot and cold with Sebastian, expertly toying with his emotions.


    Sean''s words were the final push that sent Sebastian''s already aching heart into the abyss.