Natalie: "Okay! You two be safe."


    Natalie hung up andy down to sleep. She was exhausted.


    Joanna didn''t go back to the Scott family estate.


    Ever since her grandparents had arrived, the house was filled with the sound of her grandmother bossing everyone around. It was too annoying, so she went to the apartment Sebastian had bought for her.


    She kicked off her heels the moment she walked in, trembling with rage.


    Horace followed her, his eyes filled with malice as he watched her seethe. He whispered, "Ms. Sanders, Marshall has only escaped these past few times because of Natalie''s help. Next time, we''ll choose an asion when Natalie isn''t around and see who can save him then."


    Joanna mmed her purse onto the sofa, her dark expression so venomous it would make anyone shrink away.


    She was perplexed. "When Natalie was found, she was indeed in the countryside. What is her rtionship with that old man? The Natalie I see now is aplete stranger to me, and that Luna by her side seems quite capable."


    "Her adoptive family seems to be anything but ordinary."


    Horace frowned and shook his head. "Ms. Sanders, I''ve already looked into that old man. He''s just a regr old fellow with no real power orpanies to his name."


    Natalie''s background was also very simple. There wasn''t much information to be found.


    In his eyes, Natalie was truly unremarkable.


    "For the past two years, she''s just been a housewife for Sebastian. Even if she knows a little about design, it''s no big deal."


    The Natalie he''d investigated had no outstanding qualities.


    They all knew she hadn''t even finished high school.


    Joanna still felt something was off. She asked, "Have you found the hacker I asked you to look for?"


    She urgently needed talented people to help her.


    Horace replied, "I''ve found someone with a very good reputation in the field. I''ll bring him to see you tomorrow, Ms. Sanders."


    Joanna nodded. "Good. Arrange it discreetly. I don''t want anyone who knows me to see."


    Horace nodded and left the apartment.


    Only then did Joanna rx onto the sofa.


    Thinking of Sebastian''s attitude, she felt a strong sense of crisis.


    The thought that Sebastian hadn''te to bail her out of the police station tonight made her breath catch in her throat.


    She even felt a hint of disgust in Sebastian''s eyes when he looked at her. How could Natalie have saved those photos? She had


    always unsent them immediately after sending them.


    Joanna bit her lip, nearly drawing blood from the tender skin.


    Joanna was agitated. She picked up her phone and called Sebastian.


    Sebastian''s current attitude made her feel like she was losing her grip on him, as if many things were slipping out of her control.


    But she called three times in a row, and there was no answer from Sebastian.


    Sebastian, are you abandoning me too? Joanna sat on the sofa, her eyes dark and stormy.


    At the office.


    The lights in Sebastian''s office were still on.


    He looked at the missed calls from Joanna but didn''t pick up.


    Just then, Sean walked in. "Sir, Marshall has been released, and Ms. Scott has left the station. The waiter who drugged the drink at the


    1.n


    banquet was arrested. He imed


    imed


    that Marshall was arrogant and had bullied him in the past, and he did it because he felt his pride had been wounded. They''ve all gone home."


    Sebastian listened, his handsome face cold. His thin lips moved. "Investigate the connection between Joanna and Mr. Wilson."


    Sean''s expression was serious.


    Having navigated the business world for so many years, he could also see Mr. Wilson''s motives. suspect Mr. Wilson and Ms. Scott are plotting to take over the entire Spencer family."