Morris''s eyes widened in surprise.


    "Do you think this outfit doesn''t suit me?" he asked.


    Lizzy shook her head with a smile. "Sir, you look amazing in anything you wear."


    "Well, let''s get going then," Morris replied.


    Lizzy wheeled Morris into the grand ballroom where the salon was happening. From a distance, the sisters noticed Lizzy pushing Morris and wore concerned expressions. "Is his leg condition so bad that he can''t walk?" one whispered.


    But as they got closer, Morris''s tall frame, noble aura, and wless looks left them absolutely speechless.


    "Nathalie, your brother is incredibly handsome," one of the sisters gushed.


    Nathalie beamed with pride. "I told you, his looks are just the tip of the iceberg. His intellect is what really shines."


    "Oh wow, I want to try my luck with him," another sister chimed in.


    "But he seems like a tough nut to crack," someone else noted.


    Nathalie shrugged. "You''ll never know unless you give it a shot," she teased.


    Lizzy brought Morris over to Nathalie. "Miss, the young master is here," she announced.


    Nathalie greeted Morris with a warm smile and started introducing her friends. "Nathan, this is Diego''s sister, a top student at Columbia. And over here is Ms. Chen..."


    Morris chuckled softly. "Nathalie, I''ve got face blindness. With all these introductions at once, I won''t remember a thing," he admitted.


    Nathalie frowned, puzzled. Does he really have face blindness? Wasn''t his


    memory supposed to be excellent? Can someone with such a good memory have face blindness?


    While she was lost in thought, the otherdies had already surrounded Morris, chatting animatedly with him.


    "Your sister always brags about your looks and says you''re as clever as a fox. How about we put that to the test today?" one of them challenged yfully.


    The lively chatter made Morris furrow his brows slightly in annoyance. Nathalie couldn''t help but let out a giggle and quietly slipped away.


    She wandered over to the courtyard. wall that separated the main house from the guest quarters, only to find Ashley on the other side, ring at her through thettice window.


    "Nathalie, what are you up to?" Ashley demanded.


    "You know Nathan and I are engaged, yet you keep introducing other women to him. Do you have no respect for me?"


    Nathalie replied gently, "Ashley, love isn''t something you can force. If Nathan doesn''t love you, why insist?"


    Ashley, eyes red with frustration,


    retorted, "What do you know? We are


    meant to be together. Nathalie, I heard from Greta that you''ve lived this life before. You must remember that Nathan and I were married in our past life, right?"


    Nathalie nodded, "In your past life, you were indeed a couple everyone envied.


    But I don''t know why, in this life, Nathan doesn''t have feelings for you."


    Ashley shouted, "Isn''t it because you''ve driven a wedge between us?"


    "I haven''t," Nathalie insisted, feeling hurt.


    "Then why is he so distant? This isn''t how things were supposed to y out," Ashley used.


    Nathalie paled, a realization dawning


    on her. "In the past life, Nathan was


    health


    and after marrying you, he


    became quite influential. He and I were just strangers."


    Ashley dered, "You''ve taken my ce in his heart. Nathalie, I hate you."


    Ashley stormed off in a huff. Nathalie stood there, rooted to the spot, shame washing over her.


    "What went wrong? Why is this life so different from thest? Could it really be my rebirth that''s changing everything?" she wondered.


    Or perhaps, she had forgotten something crucial in the story?