Sean didn''t know whether tough or cry. "Sir, I don''t know if they''re a perfect couple, but I do know you came here to brag about how beautiful your granddaughter is."


    "Hah! Every family has its treasure, and my Natty is ours. Of course I want her to be happy. Now, since your boss is out cold, just take his hand and sign the papers for him. Technically, it''ll be his hand signing it."


    Sean was on the verge of tears. He finally understood why his boss had fainted. This old man was relentless. "Sir, I can''t do that! The boss and Ms. Sanders have already signed a divorce agreement. They just haven''t finalized the paperwork. It''s already been signed; they just need toplete the process."


    The old man''s eyes narrowed. "Fine. Then I''ll hire some men to kidnap him and drag him down to the courthouse."


    Sean''s blood ran cold. "..." He couldn''t let that happen. "Sir, my boss has fainted! Please, just give him a break. When he wakes up, I''ll talk to him, I promise. We can''t drag an unconscious person to get a divorce. He might actually die before we even get there." If they really did that, Sean knew he''d be finished once his boss woke up.


    "Hmph! When he wakes up, you tell him to finalize this divorce immediately. If he stalls any longer, don''t me this old man for getting nasty. The only man I''ll ept as my grandson-inw is Matthew. His grandfather and I get along splendidly."


    With a final huff, the old man stormed out.


    Sean let out a huge sigh of relief. “Sir? Sir, are you okay?" he whispered. After a few seconds, Sebastian''s eyes fluttered open. Sean breathed another sigh of relief.


    Sebastian''s eyes were bloodshot. He


    shot to his feet and headed for the door, making a beeline for the building across the street where Natalie worked. Sean had no choice but to follow. Sebastian was silent, but his silence was terrifying Sean could see how distraught he was, but he couldn''t figure out why. Natalie had saved him multiple times, yet it never seemed to outweigh the one time Joanna had supposedly saved him. For most people, a new love conquers a childhood sweetheart. For them, it was the other way around.


    Natalie had finished preparing all her designs for her meeting with


    Matthew that evening. Her career


    was finally getting back on tracknel


    and she was genuinely happy Keeping busy left her no time to dwell on the past. She locked the designs in her safe, sat down at her desk, and was about to start a meeting when her office door was kicked open.


    Her brow furrowed as she looked up, her expression turning icy. It was a furious Jared. He found me quickly, she thought. I wonder what sob story Joanna fed him this time.


    Jared scanned the spacious, elegant office and let out a derisiveugh. "Well, well, Natalie. For a country bumpkin, you''ve done all right for yourself. Looks liketching onto Mr. Jones really paid off."


    "What''s wrong with being from the country? Go back three generations, and who isn''t descended from farmers You look down on farmers, yet you eat the food they grow. If you think you''re so superfor, why don''t you eat concrete instead of vegetables?" Natalie shot back, despising his smug attitude.


    Her words left him speechless for a moment. He red at her. To be honest, if she weren''t so malicious, he might have actually liked having such a beautiful sister. Of all the siblings, the two of them looked the most alike. But Natalie wasn''t like their father at all.


    "It''s all your fault, Natalie. You''re the reason our family is in turmoil. You never should havee back. Joanna will always be our princess. You are nothing." He was still fuming about his mother kicking him outst night, and he med Natalie for it.