Natalie sighed. It seems like she really lacks money, right?
Lily remembered this woman, at the Nebula nightclub; she was the one who made Samuel lose face.
What's there to be proud of? She is the youngest daughter of the Murphy family, and she is also rich. As long as the Murphy family has many brothers, she will not dare to act rashly in front of Samuel.
"Samuel, let's go. Natalie doesn't seem to need our help." She said softly.
"Hurry, hurry. It's an eyesore. If I knew he was in this shopping mall, I would rather run another ten kilometers than come here." Zoe held her forehead with a very regretful expression.
Natalie praised her performance and, at the same time, handed her business card back to the waiter.
The waiter breathed a sigh of relief. She had worked for so long, never met so many rich people rushing to pay.
After buying this watch, Zoe took Natalie to her gift shop again, bought a crystal jade bracelet, the one called 'Pure' that Lily liked when choosing a gift for Samuel's grandmother. She looked at it for a long time without saying anything to Samuel.
But Natalie could easily own it.
She stood next to Samuel, but her eyes stopped at the white wrist, her face fierce, her teeth grinding.
Samuel did not leave.
Last night, he received a phone call from his grandmother, asking why Natalie had not visited her recently, and also said that this birthday party should be held more grandly, after all, she was already 70 years old.
Grandmother did not know that he and Natalie were divorced.
Natalie walked around for a while, feeling a little tired. Zoe suggested sitting at the cafe, but met Samuel.
But this time he was alone, without Lily by his side.
"Natalie, come home with me." Sitting on the chair behind Natalie, Samuel went straight to the point: "You can set conditions."
Natalie did not turn around, nor did she answer his question.
But Zoe could not sit still, put the coffee cup on the table, and said bluntly: "What conditions can Mr. Morgan give us to return to a small place like yours?"
Natalie could not help but chuckle. Morgan's house was not very small, but she had lived in very few places.
"We are divorced." Natalie said calmly, "Boss Morgan, have you not forgotten what you said?"
Samuel's throat choked, his fingertips tightly gripped the coffee cup, his voice cold: "I have not forgotten."
Natalie calmly took a sip of coffee and calmly replied: "It's okay, as long as you don't forget. Now that we are divorced, everything about your house has nothing to do with me. I don't have any conditions; I will not return."
She stood up and was about to leave when Samuel spoke again.
"Grandma still doesn't know we're divorced."
Natalie was stunned for a few seconds. The gentle, stern image of Mrs. Morgan appeared in her mind, but her voice became colder and colder: "So what?"
"It's her seventieth birthday in five days." Samuel's voice was a little worried.
Natalie turned to look at him, her eyes half-smiling, half-not: "So you want me to go home with my partner to act out a love scene like before?"
She has been acting for three years; she has acted enough.
Samuel pursed his lips, repeating. "You can make conditions."
Natalie raised her hand in amusement. She said sharply: "Dream on."
"Natalie." Samuel was angry, his sword-like eyebrows raised, "Grandma treats you very well."
Natalie sighed. She used her fingertips to gently rub the edge of the coffee cup.
He was right, Grandma Morgan treated her very well.
The food, the food, and the well-deserved status were not bad either. Although Samuel never wanted to mention Natalie outside, no matter where she went, she would always say that she was the young lady of the Morgan family.
In short, she was humorous, clear-minded, and respectable.
She looked up, feeling sad in her heart: "Mr. Morgan, this is your family's matter; it has nothing to do with me."
Natalie did not give Samuel a chance to speak, holding Zoe's hand and walking out.
Zoe saw Lily not far away, the corner of her lips slightly curved up, pretending to say: "Mr. Morgan is a talented person, and has a 'beauty' by his side. Why doesn't he bring her back to show off? Maybe Mrs. Morgan will be very happy."
Zoe walked a few steps, suddenly remembered something, stopped, and continued: "Oh, by the way, Mr. Morgan asked his ex-wife to play the role of a couple of lovers. Has he asked his current 'girlfriend' for permission?"
Lily had witnessed everything; she couldn't stand Natalie's superior appearance, nor could she stand Samuel's psychological flaw when he would rather find his ex-wife than introduce her to Mrs. Morgan. In her stubborn eyes, there was both hatred and pretense. Tears welled up.
She resolutely blocked Natalie's way, tears welling up, "Natalie, you are so heartless. Grandma really loves you for no reason."
Natalie sneered, "This is a play where retreat is advancement."
Lily pretended not to hear, increased the volume, and said firmly: "Samuel, don't worry, I will make your grandmother happy."
Zoe couldn't help but clap and said, "Lily, I'm looking forward to your wonderful performance."
Lily sighed heavily, raised her head, tried to wipe away her tears, then lowered her voice and said to Natalie: "Natalie, since you rejected Samuel, don't even think about stepping into his house again."
This confidence seemed to be inevitable.
Natalie smiled, gently said, "Whatever, the things I lost are worthless, you just pick them up naturally."
"You…"
"Natalie." At this moment, a deep voice rang out, and a few figures walked towards her. The front man was tall, handsome, cold, and stern, but also exuded a unique majesty.
Lily unconsciously took a step back.
Natalie withdrew her hand, looked gently, and replied: "You're here."
"Yes." Nathaniel put his arm around her shoulder and said gently, "Zoe said you're hungry. Let me take you out to eat."
Zoe: "..."
When did she text Nathaniel?
"I'm hungry." Natalie smiled gently, then followed Nathaniel to the parking lot.
This time, Samuel didn't take the initiative to greet Nathaniel, but the warm and harmonious scene before his eyes made him confused.
"Natalie, think again." He said in her firm voice.
The car shook twice, gradually disappearing, and he still didn't receive a response.
Lily looked at his eyes and felt uneasy. She nervously tugged at the hem of his shirt and said softly, "Samuel, Grandma will like me."
She wanted to use this grand birthday party to officially introduce herself to everyone. She was the future young lady of the Morgan family.
Samuel frowned, looked at her, indifferently pulled at the corner of his shirt, and said in a shrill voice, "I don't want you to get involved in this."
"But I..."
"Oliver, Lily is not well. Take her back to the capital and then go to Crosby to recuperate for a while."
Lily wanted to cry, but her small hands were confused about what to hold. If she went to Crosby, how could she develop a relationship with Mrs. Morgan?
"Samuel, I'm fine, I..."
Oliver calmly stood in front of her, making an inviting gesture, "The ticket back to the capital has been bought, Miss Lily, please come."