The president exined, "At the time, Ms. Sanders asked me not to disclose her information. She said she had someone very important to take care of and wouldn''t be epting any job offers for a while."


    "I''ve always admired her talent, so I was happy to grant her small request. However, there was a slight discrepancy. Back then, Ms. Sanders was using a pen name, not her real one. Very few people knew about it—just her professor and me. When you contacted me two years ago, I never made the connection."


    Sebastian frowned. He never made the connection?


    What kind of an excuse was that?


    The presidentughed and continued, "Mr. Griffith, I only recently found out that Natalie was that brilliant student from back then."


    "It was only when her work resurfaced that I learned the truth."


    Sebastian''s expression softened slightly.


    "Thank you, sir."


    After hanging up, Sebastian''s thoughts were in turmoil. The very important person Natalie had to take care of back then...


    It was him, after the car ident.


    The fire hadn''t killed him, but the horrific crash that followed nearly left him crippled.


    Natalie had been there for him, day and night, for two whole years. And Joanna? She hadn''t done a single thing for him, yet she was collecting a five-million-dor monthly allowance.


    How could he have been so blind as to ignore the genuine care Natalie had shown him around the clock for two years?


    Instead, he had pinned the vague gratitude he felt for being saved from a fire onto Joanna.


    And he had subjected Natalie to all sorts of torment and humiliation.


    That fire was suspicious. Joanna had been nearby. Why had she and her father been so adamant that she was the one who saved him?


    At that time, Natalie hadn''t even returned to the Scott family.


    Thinking about it differently, it seemed Nathan had known Natalie''s true identity all along.


    So why did he suddenly bring Natalie back, and for what purpose?


    The Scott family... it seemed they had secrets he didn''t know about. What were they?


    Sebastian''s brow furrowed, a chilling light glinting in his eyes. To think that he, Sebastian, would one day be yed for a fool by such a maniptive woman.


    The people backing Joanna were indeed powerful; he couldn''t find a single trace of them.


    Sebastian stood by the window, his deep eyes reflecting the distant light, shimmering with emotion.


    He lowered his gaze, his thickshes hiding the turmoil in his eyes. With his sharp profile and tightly pressed lips, he was lost in thought.


    ...


    On the second floor, in a private room.


    Natalie was performing acupuncture on the matriarch. After inserting all the needles, she whispered,


    "Grandma, Ihave something to tell you. Please don''t be too shocked.


    Mrs. Griffith Sr. yed along, whispering back with a smile, "Natalie, at my age, I''ve


    weathered many storms. I can handle anything. Go on."


    Natalie took out her phone and yed a recording for her.


    After listening, the matriarch''s expression changed drastically.


    She sneered, "You see, Natalie? Not all sincerity is rewarded. Nydia has worked for me for many years. I''ve given her plenty of benefits, enough for her to put both of her children through college. She wouldn''t uld have


    earned such a high sry working as a maid for other prominent families. I felt for her and her husband, having to support two kids through university, so I helped them out wherever I could."


    "Her husband is a driver for anotherpany, and while she worked here, I never mistreated her. When she was in trouble offered her money. And look what I got in return?"


    f troubles offered her :


    "Joanna is doing all this to get Sebastian. But as long as I''m alive, I will never let


    that woman into this family."


    The matriarch couldn''t move, but her voice was filled with agitation.