Joanna choked. Had Natalie told Sebastian?


    How had she lost control of Natalie? Before, Natalie would have just swallowed the pain silently and grieved alone.


    "No, Sebastian, I''m not pregnant at all! She''s lying! Sebastian, she''s just trying to nder me. Sebastian, don''t believe a word she says. I''m really not pregnant. It''s all lies from Natalie to ruin me. She sees that my life is getting better and wants to destroy me."


    By saying this now, she could issue a rification the day after tomorrow and turn the tables. Natalie still wouldn''t escape her trap.


    A murderous glint shed in Sebastian''s eyes. He stood by the window, gazing at the snowy scene outside. Joanna''s reaction proved that he had been nothing but a fool.


    He had been cautious his whole life, yet he''d beenpletely yed by Joanna''s stolen act of saving him.


    "Joanna, enough is enough."


    After that cold warning, Sebastian hung up.


    Joanna would definitely make another move soon.


    What would it be?


    Timothy hadn''t been in Yaro recently. Where did he go?


    His movements were always secretive; even his own people couldn''t find out which mistress he was visiting.


    His father loved all the children born to his mistresses but despised him, the son of his legal wife. Not that he cared.


    He suddenly froze, realizing that in Natalie''s eyes, he was no different from his scumbag father.


    Joanna, Timothy, and the man behind her-the three of them were closely connected.


    He was no longer under their control, which meant Joanna would make a move against him next.


    Natalie, just wait a little longer. When the timees, I''ll give you a proper exnation.


    He stood by the window for a while before heading downstairs.


    Natalie was quick and efficient, and had already finished cleaning the kitchen.


    When she turned around, she saw Sebastian standing at the kitchen entrance, She paused. It seemed that Besides him and Joanna, they had nothing to talk about.


    He was cold, distant. She lowered her head and tried to walk past him. As she did, Sebastian grabbed her wrist.


    Natalie froze, then tried to shake his hand off, but couldn''t.


    Natalie''s brow furrowed, her voice icy. "Sebastian, let go of me."


    Sebastian took a deep breath. He missed those six months when he couldn''t stand, the scenes of her pushing his wheelchair on their Walks. She was always the one


    talking, and he was the one listening.


    Her voice was beautiful, filled withughter. She seemed to have no worries, always smiling happily every day.


    Back then, her cheerfulness had slowly started to infect his own gloomy heart.


    But at the time, he was blind and crippled, his mood was bleak, and he didn''t remember much of the stories and things she said.


    He only remembered one thing: Natalie chattered away all day, living happily. And she took meticulous care of him.


    His grandparents both adored her. She knew how to win people over But after Joanna returned, they were all misted. Her kindness was reinterpreted as having ulterior motives.


    Because of their favoritism toward Joanna, everyone became hostile to Natalie.


    And just as Natalie had predicted, things started to go wrong for the Scott family.


    Colin disappeared, and Jerome''s legs were crippled.


    Wendy''spany went bankrupt. Colin was next. So, would Joanna still make a move against Colin?


    Sebastian said in a low voice, "Come for a walk with me."


    Natalie raised an eyebrow at him. His gaze was deep, making it impossible to read his thoughts.


    But she knew him well enough to know he was in a very bad mood.


    He was born lonely, like a child forgotten by the world, wandering alone in the darkness.