Marshall was still burning up, but his mind was clear.


    He leaned against Natalie, feeling the softness of her chest and inhaling her sweet scent. It was a captivating fragrance that put him at ease. He tilted his head, his face brushing against her, and his handsome features flushed an even deeper red, though she didn''t seem to notice.


    But Sebastian and Matthew did.


    Sebastian''s eyes darkened, a silentmand for Natalie to let Marshall go. Matthew, however, simply pulled Marshall to his feet. "Alright, kid, get up and exin what happened."


    Marshall lookedpletely lost. "Exin what? What''s going on? Natalie, I saw you go into the private room, so I followed you. What happened to me?"


    Natalie decided to go along with what Mrs. Spencer Sr. had said. “Joanna drugged you. She was trying to seduce you."


    "Damn it, that bitch! Isn''t screwing Mr. Wilson enough for her? Now she wants to seduce me too?" Marshall stomped his foot in anger, but his body was weak, and he sank limply onto the seat across from Natalie.


    He looked over at Joanna, feigning shock. "What''s going on? Why are you wearing the same style of dress as Natalie? Even your hairstyle is identical."


    "Natalie, I only came in here because I saw you walk into this room."


    Natalie''s gaze snapped to Joanna, and she was genuinely stunned. Joanna''s dress was nearly identical to hers, and even her hair was styled simrly. The lengths she went to just to frame Marshall were truly impressive.


    Natalie stared at Joanna''s


    hypocritical face. "Joanna, that''s not the outfit you were wearing earlier You put on a wig and a dress like mine to lure Marshall into this foor and now you have the audacity to im he tried to assault you? Have you no shame?”


    Pn


    Hearing Marshall''sst words, Joanna nearly copsed. The color drained from her face. Her n had been to lure both Sebastian and Marshall. As luck would have it Sebastian had yed right into her hands; the dress he had in his car was almost the same as the one Natalie was wearing The moment she got the dress after conveniently getting a drink spilled on her, she was astonished—it was as if fate itself was helping her.


    She moved closer to Sebastian, determined to make Natalie despise himpletely.


    "Natalie, Sebastian prepared this


    dress for me. I only wore the wig to go with the hairstyle; it was a kind gesture from him, and I couldn''t refuse Joanna exined, her voice trembling. “But Marshall really did assault me. You weren''t here but Sebastian and Mr Wilson saw it with


    their own eyes. They saw Mr.


    Spencer attacking me."


    "Mr. Wilson has already called the police. I need justice for what happened, but you''re all turning it around on me, iming I tried to seduce Marshall. Why would I do that? Would I really risk my reputation at an event like this?"


    "Natalie, you''ve always enjoyed framing me. This time, there are witnesses. Let''s see how you can possibly nder me now."


    Teardrops clung to Joanna''s longshes, making her look beautiful and delicate. She was crying uncontrobly, a fragile, pale figure that tugged at one''s heartstrings. Natalie had to admit, her performance was wless.


    It took Marshall a moment to process Joanna''s words. He pointed at himself, staring


    at her in disbelief. "You''re saying I tried to assault you?"


    Joanna nodded through her tears. “Yes! If Sebastian and the others hadn''t arrived in time, you would have..." She trailed off, but her meaning was clear to everyone.