Natalie smiled, her tone changed: "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Morgan."
But she quickly moved her gaze away, not stopping at Samuel for another second.
She tilted her head, smiled warmly at Logan behind her, and gently reached out her hand, saying, "Today is your birthday, how can I refuse your invitation?"
Logan looked at the small, slender, soft hand in front of him, a little hesitant, but still hesitated to respond.
Natalie urged in a low voice: "What's wrong? Logan."
Logan's throat trembled, and his two hands were hot and slightly raised. The tall figure with his back turned to him seemed to have a strong pressure that made him unable to move any further: "I, I'm going to the bathroom."
After speaking, he hurriedly left this place of right and wrong.
Natalie shyly withdrew her hand, muttering, "Having a vicious heart but no courage," and the next second, her arm was grabbed by someone.
Familiar force, familiar pain.
"Let go." Natalie's voice was cold, without any warmth.
She didn't want to disturb other people's birthday parties, so she had to endure Samuel over and over again.
Samuel's pressure was low, a raging fire rose from the depths of his eyes, and the strength in his hand gradually increased: "Natalie, don't be hungry anymore."
Natalie turned to look at him, her lips smiling, but her eyes were filled with coldness. She lowered her voice: "What does Mr. Morgan and I have to do with each other? Let go."
The audience grew more and more crowded. This was a gathering place for famous ladies; for example, Samuel was still very famous in New York, and Natalie was a completely new face, so there was a lot of gossip.
"Who is this woman? Her figure and face are both beautiful. Why haven't I seen her before?"
"She has an unusual relationship with Mr. Morgan."
"Isn't Mr. Morgan married? Why is he still outside..."
...
Natalie sneered, pulling hard: "Boss Morgan, don't you take care of your first love?"
In the past, he was the type of man who would wipe his hands three times with a wet towel even if he touched her.
Samuel was startled by her actions, but still approached. Looking at this woman who was both familiar and unfamiliar, he felt confused in his heart and sighed: "I have something to ask you."
Natalie coldly said, "I don't have time."
"The villa and 2 billion." Samuel said in a low voice, glancing around: "Are you sure you want to talk about this here?"
Natalie was stunned for a few seconds; it seemed like he had already arrived at the villa.
"Why don't you talk about it here?" Natalie took half a step back, keeping her distance from him again: "Moreover, what else is there to say?"
Samuel asked her many questions, but the first sentence was only one sentence: "You don't want the house, don't want the money, so what do you want as compensation? I can give it back to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Natalie violently pulled his hand away.
Haha, is this wanting to run away a thousand miles to make amends?
Natalie smiled, but no one understood the hidden meaning behind that smile. She took a wet towel from the waiter's tray, gently wiped her hand, and coldly said: "If you say so, then leave this business to me."
Her action made Samuel extremely surprised. He grabbed her hand again; his demeanor was majestic: "I'm talking about compensation for you, not for the Southern Chamber of Commerce."
The Southern Chamber of Commerce had robbed him of several partners; this action was unimaginable.
Natalie silently exerted strength, but her delicate face was as calm as the autumn wind blowing. She slowly said, "But now I am a member of the Southern Chamber of Commerce, what I want most is to strengthen the Southern Chamber of Commerce."
In other words, she was Nathaniel's person, and she only thought of Nathaniel.
So Logan's matter, she wanted to decide for herself.
"Natalie, do you like Nathaniel that much?" The thorn in Samuel's heart stabbed again, and he only felt a sharp pain in his chest.
Natalie smiled warmly: "Yes."
Before, when she called 'Samuel', she always had such a warm smile.
But now, when she mentioned 'Nathaniel', she only had such a smile.
Samuel's heart ached; he coldly said, "You are really loyal, your feelings are as deep as the sea, but I will also settle this matter with Logan."
Logan walked out of the bathroom and walked over: "..." Why are these two still talking about him?
Natalie glanced at Samuel with disdain, then said coldly: "Boss Morgan's sincerity is just wishful thinking, but this is not bad; everyone relies on their own strength, fairness, and justice."
As she spoke, she leaned over, looking at Logan with a desperate expression: "What do you think? Logan."
Logan smiled awkwardly before turning back. He said, "Go to the bathroom," and ran away.
Although he really likes beauty, he cannot offend Nathaniel or Samuel.
Natalie pouted. It seemed that tonight's return was unsuccessful; it was really boring.
"Let go." She was out of patience, her tone was cold and stern: "It's his birthday, but he already ran away, what are you still doing here?"
Samuel: "..."
"Let's talk," he said.
Natalie refused without hesitation: "We have nothing to say; the General Manager is still waiting for my report."
"Natalie, you..." Samuel was interrupted.
"Boss Morgan, what do you want to do with my girlfriend?"
The man said as he snatched Natalie from Samuel's arms, hugging her tightly, his movements were lightning fast.
Natalie knew who he was when she smelled the seductive perfume, and asked in a low voice: "Henry, what are you doing?"
Henry looked evil, dressed smartly, his peach blossom eyes were full of affection, captivating people's hearts. At this moment, he stroked Natalie's soft, long hair, bowed his head, and whispered gently in her ear: "Little sister, I will support you."
Natalie didn't say anything, as if she tacitly agreed.
The celebrities watching the excitement were all crazy.
Seeing the two people being so intimate, Samuel clenched his fingers, but his eyes didn't look at Henry, but asked Natalie: "Who is he?"
Natalie sneered and did not reply.
Henry stood straight in front of Natalie, blocking Samuel's view, generously took his hand, and leaned towards him: "Boss Morgan wants to know who I am, but I don't want to say. All you need to know is that Natalie is my girlfriend, and you can't lie to your girlfriend, right?"
Every word was sarcastic, every word was provocative.
Samuel was angry, but did not say a word.
Natalie, who was being protected by Henry, suddenly felt depressed, pulled the hem of Henry's shirt, and said bluntly: "I'm sleepy."
Henry took the car key from his pocket, turned back with a loving gaze: "Then you wait for me in the car."
Natalie took the key and left without looking back.
Samuel looked at the key to the Mirage's newest sports car and finally remembered where he had met this man.
He was the one who picked up Natalie on the day of the divorce.
Henry didn't like to argue, he walked closer to Samuel, and warned in a low voice: "Samuel, your love is cheap, only worth a villa and 2 billion, but for Natalie, this is just a small matter, you should quickly return to the capital to become the young master of the Morgan family, live well with your first love, don't appear in front of Natalie again."