He had never treated Natalie with the seriousness she deserved. Why should he expect her to sacrifice everything for him?


    Comparison was a cruel thing.


    Sebastian felt a knot tighten in his stomach, and Sean''s cheerful expression suddenly seemed grating.


    His gaze was deep and unreadable. "Let''s go."


    After breakfast, Natalie took Luna and headed to the police station.


    She ran into Horace at the entrance. He red at her, his eyes cold. "Natalie, you have some nerve calling the police. Do you have any idea who''s in there? Is Joanna Scott someone you can afford to provoke? Go and withdraw yourint right now."


    Natalie hadn''t even said a word, and Horace was already threatening her.


    She raised an eyebrow, looking at him. He really was Joanna''s loyal dog.


    It was a cold day, and she was wearing a white down jacket, her hair tied back in a ponytail. With light makeup on, she looked fresh and beautiful, and her smile was dazzling.


    "Horace, are you threatening me right outside a police station? And who is this Joanna, anyway? A mistress? Robert''s lover?"


    "You-" Horace started, but Natalie cut him off.


    "Joanna''s just a person, isn''t she? Does she think she''s some kind of goddess who needs to be put on a pedestal?"


    "You—!"


    Horace stopped when he saw an officer approaching. He swallowed his rage, feeling like he was about to explode.


    Natalie gave him a cool nce and walked past him into the station. She saw Joanna sitting in an interrogation room. It was warm inside, and she looked rxed, but her eyes were venomous.


    As soon as Joanna saw Natalie, her face twisted with pure hatred.


    "Natalie, you dare to call the police on me?" she screamed.


    Natalie brushed some snow off her shoulder and smiled. "When you were ndering me online, you should have expected this oue What you''re allowed to scheme against me, but I''m not allowed to fight back?"


    Joanna was speechless. Natalie had changed. She was confident and radiant, practically glowing.


    Joanna lifted her chin defiantly. "Where''s your proof?"


    "Tsk. All those people online who saw you im I ndered you that''s the proof. Everything you said to the public is evidence. Are you legally illiterate?"


    Joanna was caught off guard. She had been so focused on defaming Natalie that she hadn''t considered anything else.


    Natalie''s gaze turned sharp.


    "Joanna, why is it that you can''t just live your life? Why do you insist on dragging me down with you? I''ve already stepped aside and let


    have everything. What more?


    want?"


    you


    "When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. By pulling me from my pedestal, you''ve trapped yourself in the darkness too."


    Joanna was silent.


    She red at Natalie. "You just wait, Natalie. Sebastian will be here to save me any minute."


    "Tsk. If I don''t agree to a settlement, how exactly is he going to save you?" Natalie said, sitting down beside her with a provocative smile She then grabbed Joanna''s hand to take her pulse.


    "What are you doing?" Joanna struggled, trying to pull her hand away.


    "Don''t move," Natalie ordered in a low voice.


    But Joanna couldn''t stop struggling. If Natalie found out she was pregnant, everything would unravel.


    Natalie held her wrist tightly. After a minute, she let go, her expression one of shock. "My God, you really are pregnant. About two weeks along."


    Joanna just smiled, a dark, sinister expression on her face. "I told you, I''m carrying Sebastian''s child. Why wouldn''t you believe me?"


    She watched Natalie''s face fill with pain, a look of triumph in her eyes.


    Natalie took a deep breath and asked in a calm tone, "Then why did you lie at the press conference and say you weren''t pregnant?"