Marshall looked up to see Sebastian''s dark, handsome face. He turned to Natalie, feigning fear. "Natalie, look! He''s scaring me. His eyes are so cold, I''m terrified."


    Marshall instantly yed the victim, putting on a frightened act.


    Natalie couldn''t help butugh at his antics.


    He was such a drama queen!


    She looked over at Sebastian, who stood there exuding a wild, untamed aura that was utterly captivating.


    With aplicated expression, she said to him, "Mr. Griffith, if you have something to attend to, please go ahead."


    Sebastian''s gaze deepened as he looked at her. "You''re my date tonight."


    Natalie nced around the ballroom and frowned. "This isn''t a major event. Mrs. Wilson just invited everyone here to watch a show. The show''s over, and now everyone''s free to mingle. It doesn''t matter if I''m with you or not, so you should go do your own thing."


    She wanted to keep her distance in public; thest thing she needed was to be linked with Sebastian.


    She had her own ns, and besides, Sebastian hadn''t helped Joanna tonight.


    Now, Joanna would surely try to secure her hold on Sebastian''s heart. That meant once Maxwell was out of prison, Joanna''s schemes against her would follow one after another.


    So, while the drama was only going to get more interesting, the danger for her would also escte.


    Suddenly, Sebastian''s tall figure sat down beside her.


    Marshall shot him an angry re.


    "Mr. Griffith, shouldn''t you be with your first love? What''s the deal with interrupting us? Can''t you see we''re having dinner?" Marshallined, but his charming eyes held a hint of defiance.


    Sebastian knew Marshall was doing it on purpose, but he dismissed him as just a kid.


    "Natalie, what do you think of my looks?" Marshall asked suddenly, tilting his handsome face toward her.


    Natalie was slightly taken aback. What was Marshall up to?


    Still, she yed along, smiling as she answered, "You''re very handsome! And you have a great presence!"


    Marshall wasn''t satisfied with her answer. He narcissistically listed his own merits, "Natalie, when ites to fooks, I''m drop dead gorgeous. terms of ability, I''m outstanding. And age-wise, we''re a perfect match."


    "Unlike some


    he old geezer who''s not


    ét


    only old but also slow-witted. Natalie, if you get divorced, could be the first one you consider? I''ll keep getting better and better Plus, my thesis was just approved and my professor said I''m brilliant."


    The corners of his mouth lifted into a confident, devilishly charming smile that seemed to have a maic pull.


    Natalie froze for a moment, suddenly regretting that she''d answered his question.


    She nced over at Sebastian,


    whose expression was absolutely foul. He looked like a predator-


    whose prey was being coveted and


    his cold fierce gaze looked ready fo tear Marshall apart.


    Natalie knew Sebastian didn''t actually care about her; it was more like his personal property was being fought over. He had a strong sense of territoriality.


    The air around them instantly dropped a few degrees.


    Marshall met Sebastian''s murderous re and deliberately shrank back, grabbing Natalie''s arm. "Natalie, that old man''s stare is so scary. He''s frightening me again." Natalie: "..."


    This drama queen..... she almost burst outughing.


    How had she never noticed Marshall was such a pot-stirrer before?


    Natalie decided to y along, frowning at Sebastian. "Mr. Griffith, your expression is


    too severe. You''re scaring Marshall."


    "Marshall," Sebastian growled through gritted teeth, his eyes fixed on her.