Natalie looked at the two of them standing there, a storm brewing in her cold eyes. "Sebastian, I didn''t realize you were such a sore loser. Can''t you even honor a contract you signed yourself?"


    She raised an eyebrow, her smiling face radiant.


    Maxwell''s voice was almost a roar. "That agreement is invalid! You used tricks to deceive Grandpa and Grandma.”


    Natalie frowned. This mancked Sebastian''s profound elegance and his broad perspective.


    Sebastian wouldn''t fly into a rage when faced with a problem; he would just offer a cold smile. And he would never say something so foolish.


    So, even if their faces were identical, their intelligence certainly wasn''t.


    Theparison was stark. This man was a disgrace to the face he wore,pletely out of his league.


    Natalie''s voice was clear and firm. "Valid or not, it''s already in effect. You two are trespassing in my office, and I suspect you''re here to steal corporate secrets."


    "You..." Maxwell stepped forward, towering over Natalie. "Natalie, even if you are this greedy, you should at least think about Grandpa and Grandma.”


    "Oh?" Natalie said lightly, deciding to share some good news with him.


    "While you two were enjoying your romantic eveningst night, I had Grandma sent away. If you think you can use her to threaten me, you can dream on."


    "What?" Joanna was enraged. Justst night, she had reminded Maxwell that the old hag was their leverage against Natalie. Natalie cared deeply about family.


    She might not care about Wendy or those four useless fools, but she would definitely care about Mrs. Griffith Sr., who had shown her kindness.


    But he hadn''t believed her. Why would a divorced woman care about her ex- husband''s grandmother?


    Maxwell was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with a murderous intent as he stared at Natalie.


    Natalie met his gaze coolly. There was a subtle difference between him and Sebastian.


    Sebastian carried an innate nobility in every gesture, mixed with a hint of rebellious spirit.


    But the man before her was filled with a raw hostility that sent a chill down one''s spine.


    Natalie turned to Tyler. "Tyler, throw these trespassers out. If they try to force their way back in, call the police."


    Joanna and Maxwell were dumbfounded. Was this the same timid, submissive Natalie they knew?


    "Yes, ma''am."


    As Tyler moved to act, a dozen more bodyguards rushed out from the office.


    Joanna shot Natalie a malicious grin, her expression so venomous that Natalie didn''t even want to look at her.


    "Natalie, all the transfer documents have been prepared for you in the office. Just sign them, and you can leave."


    Joanna stared intently at Natalie.


    "Tsk, tsk." Natalie clicked her tongue


    a few times and tilted her head at Joanna. "Joanna, did you hit your head? The assets were just transferred to my name yesterday and you want them back today? Are you dreaming, or have you just not woken up yet?"


    "If you think you can force me to sign, you''re not qualified. You don''t have what it takes."


    She had put up with Joanna for this long, and she wasn''t about to let it be for nothing.


    Joanna pointed to the bodyguards behind her, her arrogance on full disy Natalie see them? They''re all mercenaries. You came here today, but you won''t be leaving."


    Natalie was unfazed by the


    provocation. "You look so confident. Don''t cry when it alles crashing down. I''ve told you many times


    before, your fake tears is tru


    disgusting."


    Joanna red at her fiercely and waved her hand. "Throw them all out!"