She wondered what had happened with Mr. Wilson and Marshall, but Marshall hadn''t shared any updates that afternoon. Pushing Sebastian''s message from her mind, Natalie closed her eyes and tried to sleep.


    In his office, Sebastian stared at his phone. The message he''d sent remained unanswered. He knew she wouldn''t reply. Just then, Sean walked in with ate-night meal. "Sir, you should eat something," he said with a smile. "Alright," Sebastian replied, standing up. "Any luck finding that man?"


    Sean shook his head. "No trace of him, sir. But your father called. He wants to see you tomorrow."


    "I suspect," Sean added, "that he wants you to divorce Ms. Sanders and marry Ms. Scott."


    Sebastian sneered, a murderous glint in his eyes. "He wants to control me now? In his dreams."


    Sean offered a reminder. "Sir, Ms. Scott is being cautious. The fact that she sent those photos to Ms. Sanders means she isn''t afraid of being investigated. We really haven''t found any trace of that man." They were stuck in a loop.


    Sebastian picked up a shrimp and ate it, his gaze fixed on Sean, who shifted ufortably. "Sir," Sean asked with a forced smile, "why are you looking at me like that?"


    "Natalie knows a lot more than she lets on," Sebastian said after swallowing. "She knows about the man behind Joanna. She hasn''t moved against Joanna because she''s waiting for her to destroy the Scott family... and me. That man is real."


    Sean was stunned. "Sir, that would require an incredible amount of hatred, to just stand by and watch all that happen."


    Sebastian narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. "Before, no one paid attention to


    attention to her. Now that she''s on


    her own, she''s starting to shine, and it''s making Joanna nervous."


    "So?" Sean prompted.


    "We need to ce one of our people near Natalie," Sebastian finally revealed.


    Sean shook his head. "That will be difficult. Her only assistant is Luna, and no one else gets close to her."


    Sebastian sighed, recalling Natalie''s words: the man would be back in a year. That wasn''t far off. "Never mind, then," he said, returning to his food.


    While they ate, Sean checked his phone. "Sir, someone suppressed the negative trends about Ms. Sanders."


    "After you finish eating, find out who it was," Sebastian ordered.


    "Yes, sir."


    .n


    The next day, Natalie skipped the office. With the design drafts finished, she drove to meet Zenobia instead. Joanna, meanwhile, showed up at Natalie''s office early in the morning, only to find hergone tuna


    Natalie had deliberately


    to stay and manage things, predicting that Joanna, having discovered she was a designer, wouldn''t leave her alone. She''d told Luna that if Joanna came looking for her, she should let her into the office.


    When Luna saw Joanna arrive, she sighed. Natalie had been right. Joanna strode into the office, her eyes filled with envy. How did Natalie.deservice this nice? an She looked down her nose at Luna. "Where''s Natalie? Tell her ''m here."