Colinughed. "Joanna, don''t overthink it. It''s apetition, so everyonepetes on a level ying field. If Natalie isn''t as good as you, that''s her fault, not yours. There''s no such thing as fair or unfair."


    Natalie, you can do this. You can take Joanna down.


    Someone who could race a car that skillfully should be outstanding in design as well.


    He had been blind before, but now his eyes were wide open. Of course his own sister was better.


    Joanna was confident. Winning thepetition would further cement her reputation as a talenteddy.


    The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She would expose Natalie''sck of skills, which would only make her own reputation as the Scott heiress shine brighter.


    Power, fame, and money were what Joanna craved most.


    Joanna looked at Horace, smiling excitedly. "Horace, registration starts the day after tomorrow. Remember to sign me and Natalie up."


    Horace smiled. "Of course, Miss."


    A flicker of scorn passed through Colin''s eyes. Miss? More like a shameless, illegitimate miss.


    Forty minutester, Marshall arrived at Natalie''s house.


    The butler let him in and led him to the living room before leaving.


    Natalie was still on her IV drip. She wasn''t feeling well today and was craving something vorful.


    Seeing the food Marshall brought, she could smell the aroma of braised pork.


    "Ah... I want some so badly." She nced at the IV bag; there were only three minutes left.


    Marshall looked at her pale face with concern. "Natalie, has my uncle been giving you any trouble?"


    Natalie saw the worry in his charming eyes and smiled, her own eyes curving. She gestured to herself. "Marshall, do I look like someone who''s afraid of trouble?"


    "I told your uncle I''d go to the police station the day after tomorrow to agree to a settlement. It all depends on what happens tomorrow. If ho one reports it your family can escape this crisis."


    Marshall wasn''t nervous anymore; he''d already made all the arrangements.


    "Natalie, don''t worry about tomorrow. I''ve got it all handled. Your IV is almost done, let''s eat lunch first."


    "Mm!" Natalie couldn''t wait.


    A few minutester, the doctor removed the needle. Natalie pressed down on the back of her hand for a moment before letting go.


    Marshall opened the food


    containers, and a fragrant aroma filled the air. Natalie smiled. Tulip... Cafe truly was a figh


    a high-end restauran


    even their takeout containers were exquisite.


    "Here, the braised pork you wanted."


    Marshall looked at her wound worriedly. "Natalie, this is pretty rich food. Are you sure it''s okay for your wound?"


    Natalie nced at him. Seeing the concern in his eyes, she realized the boy hade to trust herpletely.


    "What''s there to be afraid of? The wound is on my arm, and besides, I have my own medicine. I''m not afraid of anything. I''ll let you in on another secret."


    "Remember when you pped me at the hospital? was actually trying to draw you away so Luna could givez Mrs. Spencer Sr. the medicine. Your grandmother had been poisoned at the time Without my antidote, she never would have woken up. But I had to stop you from bullying me at the party, so I had to give it to her secretly."


    Marshall was speechless.


    He had thought it was the doctors who had neutralized the poison.


    "Natalie, why didn''t you tell me something so important?" Her medical skills were impressive.


    Natalie picked up her fork and took a bite of pork. "Even if I had told you then, you wouldn''t have believed me. Let''s not talk about the past. Let''s eat, I''m starving."


    "Okay!" Marshall picked up his fork and they ate lunch.


    He suddenly said, "Natalie, why do you think Sebastian suddenly started bidding? He made Joanna so angry her eyes were red."