With Mr. Scott on her side, things would only get better for her.


    But before signing the contract, she had to get rid of the baby in her belly.


    Mr. Scott thought for a moment and said, "Let''s do it in three days. I''ll send someone


    to pick you up and bring you to thepany."


    Joanna was thrilled. "Okay!"


    "Let''s go. I''ll give you a ride back," Mr. Scott offered.


    That was exactly what Joanna had been waiting for. With a top agent like Mr. Scott personally picking her up, what scandal couldn''t be washed away?


    Standing in the distance, Natalie watched Joanna get into Mr. Scott''s car, her smile growing wider.


    "Go on, go on. Hell is waiting for you."


    Natalie was gloating.


    "How do you know she''s going to hell?"


    A soft voice came from behind her, quickly swallowed by the cold wind.


    Natalie spun around to see Sebastian. He was wearing a ck overcoat that entuated his handsome, well-defined features.


    His voice, slightly hoarse, seemed to still echo in her ears.


    Natalie''s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly took a step back. "What... What are you doing here? Shouldn''t you beforting your little girlfriend?”


    Why did this man always appear out of nowhere?


    Sebastian''s gaze was cold and heavy. "Natalie, she''s not my girlfriend. You are!"


    "No, no, no. You two are two of a kind. Please, just stay out of my way. Don''t mess with me, and I won''t mess with you."


    This time around, she wouldn''t interfere with anything. She would just give a little reminder here and there. Wasn''t her life going well this way?


    Let people make their own choices; staying out of it was the best way to bring good fortune to herself.


    Without another word, Natalie walked toward her car.


    Sebastian watched her leave, a look of helplessness on his face.


    In an instant, news of Joanna being picked up by an A-list agent exploded online.


    A profile shot of Sebastian had also been captured.


    Joanna''s poprity soared to new heights.


    When Natalie got back to her office, she saw Joanna''s name trending at the top of every search engine.


    She smiled. It was a very happy smile.


    "Haha..." She couldn''t contain her joy. She felt like setting off fireworks to celebrate.


    Luna stood at the door, looking at her with aplicated expression. "Boss, she''s getting more and more famous, and you''reughing?"


    Seeing the girl''s resentful face,


    Natalie smiled and exined, “Luna, what''s the rush? The real showis just getting started. The higher she climbs now, the harder she''ll fall."


    "I really don''t get you. If it were me, I would have made sure she ended up in prison this time."


    Natalie frowned and scratched her ear. "Throwing her in prison? That would be letting her off easy."


    She raised an eyebrow and gave


    Luna a wink. You can''t look at it that way, little Luna. Prison would be too easy for her. She''s destined to have a great couple of years, but the pain thates after will be so much worse."


    "She needs to suffer everything I went through once. Only then will it be fair."


    In prison, she''d get three meals a day and be taken care of. Would that make herfortable?


    No. Out here, she could be driven mad with anxiety every day. What wasing next would make her break down, day by day.


    Luna shook her head slightly, unable to follow her boss''s logic.


    "Boss, coffee or hot milk?"


    "Hot milk, please," Natalie said.


    She sat in her swivel chair and saw an unfamiliar number calling her.


    "Hello?"


    "Hello, Ms Sanders. We''re from the


    Fashion Association. The design


    prepared."


    Natalie was stunned. She had no idea what this was about. "What? When did I ever


    sign up for apetition?"