Joanna sneered. "I''ll have someone send you the million dors in a bit. And I''ll give you a million every year after that, as long as you y the part of my doting father and stay out of my way."


    Nathan beamed. "Deal. A million a year is enough for me to livefortably. My daughter really is the best to me."


    Joanna hung up the phone, her expression cold.


    A chilling glint shed in her eyes. She was finally getting closer to her goal.


    But what about the baby?


    Her face darkened. Damn that Robert. She would make him pay dearly for this, and she had to find a way to get rid of this child.


    She absolutely could not give birth to this baby, nor could she let anyone find out about it.


    Joanna happily picked up her phone, smiling as she scrolled through the endless stream ofments trashing Natalie online.


    But her good mood didn''tst long. Horace burst into the room, his face pale with panic.


    Joanna''s brow furrowed. "What is it, Horace?"


    Horace opened his mouth but didn''t get a chance to speak. Just then, two police officers walked in.


    Joanna stared at them, startled. "Can I help you...?"


    "Ms. Scott, we''ve received aint that you''re involved in the intentional defamation of Ms. Natalie Reed''s character. We need you toe with us to the station for questioning."


    "What?" Joanna was floored. She had been about to call Natalie to gloat, but she never imagined Natalie would actually call the police.


    Joanna shook her head, trying to talk her way out of it. "I... I didn''t... I didn''t frame her. She''s the one who ndered me."


    The officer in front, a handsome man with sharp features, presented a warrant. “Ms. Scott, at the press conference you just held, you repeatedly imed that Natalie Reed defamed and discredited you. She has filed a formalint. Now, pleasee with us."


    "If she truly ndered you, you should have gone through the


    proper legal channels to protect your


    reputation, not hold a press


    conference to prove your


    innocence."


    Joanna was furious. "Are you crazy?


    Why do you care how I handle it? Do


    you have any idea who I am? I''m


    10


    Sebastian Griffith''s fiancée! You


    darè take me to a police station?"


    The officer''s expression remained stern. "I''m sorry, but it doesn''t matter who you are. We have to follow thew."


    "Please cooperate ande with us for questioning."


    Joanna saw that he waspletely by the book and not the least bit intimidated by Sebastian''s name.


    Panic began to set in. She had


    considered many possibilities and prepared various strategies to wage a long-term media war against Natalie She never expected Natalie to retaliate so simply and brutally.


    Of course, she had no evidence.


    “Wait..... wait a minute. This is all a misunderstanding. I''ll call Natalie right now."


    When Joanna''s call came in, Natalie was enjoying a steak.


    She nced at the caller ID, smirked, and ignored it.


    It seemed the police had arrived at Joanna''s office.


    She calmly continued eating her steak. Joanna''s second call came through.


    Then a third, and a fourth. Natalie didn''t answer any of them, elegantly finishing her breakfast.


    Unable to reach Natalie, Joanna grew desperate. In the end, she had no choice but to be escorted out by the police.


    As they reached the lobby, Joanna was ambushed by a swarm of reporters who snapped photos of her being led away. Her heart sank. How did ite to this?


    That bitch Natalie had actually reported her to the police.


    Seeing the shocked expressions on the reporters'' faces, Joanna forced a smile. "It''s just a misunderstanding. I''ll be out in no time."