Chapter 204 How did you end up on my bed?
"It’s true. It’s really crowded over there now. Adrian is looking for you, claiming that you tricked him! Let’s go and confront him!”
This individual seemed to have overlooked Adrian's past and present relationship with Natalie.
"Oh, okay. I had no intention of going initially," Natalie said before she looked at Oliver and asked, "Oliver, will you accompany me?"
Oliver glanced at Natalie with a trace of amusement in his gaze. She had evidently orchestrated the incident with that woman last evening, but she played the part very convincingly.
Wyatt had discreetly followed Natalie the previous night and had seen Lyra's arrival. Upon discovering this, Isaac simply remarked, "Natalie is quite amazing."
…
An hour earlier.
Adrian was perplexed. The woman beside him was supposed to be Natalie, so why had she turned into this stranger?
The bathroom door had malfunctioned last night, delaying his exit. When he came out, he discovered that the room was completely dark. However, it did not prevent him from acting on his desires; he groped around in the darkness before he lunged at the person he had yearned for.
Unexpectedly, the person in bed at that time was not Natalie.
"Who are you? Why are you in my bed?" Adrian asked, frowning.
Lyra clung to the blanket, crying and trembling with visible marks on her body. “I-I don’t know what happened. I came here to rest, and then you… you…”
A bright crimson stain on the pristine white bedsheet was tellingly evident.
Apart from being shocked, Adrian also felt a thrill. Could it be possible that such untouched beauties still existed in modern times?
Of course, Lyra would not disclose that she had orchestrated the bright red mark on the sheets. She had done this countless times; she was skilled at feigning innocence.
Adrian was convinced that he had wronged a naive girl in his haste. He felt both sympathy for the girl and contempt for Natalie.
"I’m sorry. I mistook you for someone else."
Adrian, deceived by Lyra's performance, ran his fingers through his hair. Perhaps because she was somewhat attractive, he felt somewhat responsible and remorseful.
"It’s okay," Lyra, while crying, said, "Adrian, I know you’re engaged. Last night was an accident. Don’t worry, I won’t cause any trouble or tell anyone about this.”
"I’m not worried about that..."
In fact, Adrian indeed feared Lyra might expose the incident, but seeing her so understanding, he felt guilty. After a moment of reflection, he gave Lyra his private number and said softly, "Call me if you need anything. Consider it a gesture of goodwill."
Lyra thanked him profusely as an imperceptible appeared on her face.
Initially, she resented Natalie for ruining her future, but Natalie's words had resonated with her. Without Hailey's intentional meddling, she would have only envied Natalie, without any real malice. If it were not for Natalie’s reminder, she would have rashly targeted Natalie.
She was no fool. After understanding the matter regarding Arwyn, she also knew that Hailey had been using Arwyn as her pawn. How could she not understand then that Hailey was also using her? In that case, she did not see anything wrong with getting involved with Adrian.
At this time, a knock sounded at the door.
Lyra, wrapped in a white bedsheet, looked anxiously at Adrian. "Adrian, could it be... could it be Hailey."
Adrian, accustomed to sneaking around behind Hailey’s back, remained composed. "It’s fine. Put on your clothes first. I’ll see who it is."
"Okay." Lyra nodded in agreement.
As soon as Adrian opened the door, he was almost blinded by the camera flashes, and he was assaulted by a barrage of questions.
"Adrian, we received a tip about questionable activities here. Can we come in and have a look?"
"Adrian, how many people are inside? Who are they?”
"Adrian, is Miss Hailey aware of this?"
A microphone from a reporter nearly struck Adrian's face.
Today marked the conclusion of the event, a time when selected media outlets were granted interviews on the island. After all, this event was attended by the country's emerging leaders in business, drawing significant attention.
"Stop taking photos! Photos are prohibited! What are you recording?"
Adrian destroyed the microphone and camera closest to him, rendering the reporter momentarily stunned.
However, the others persisted in capturing every one of his reactions, ensuring nothing was missed.
Adrian glared at the reporters darkly and questioned, “Who sent you here? Who’s responsible for spreading this rumor?!”
At this time…
“Adrian, I…”
Lyra, dressed in Adrian’s shirt, exclaimed in shock when she appeared in the doorway. Shocked by the throng of reporters outside, she quickly retreated.
Lights began to flash as the shutters clicked.
There was no doubt that the scene had been captured.
A woman with short hair, donning an oversized shirt that barely concealed her long legs, stood exposed. The ambiguous marks on her thighs, collarbone, and neck were plainly visible.
The implications were clear to any adult.
Most importantly, the woman was not Adrian's fiancée, Hailey!
Even if there was only one woman in the room, this was bound to stir up controversies!
With a forceful motion, Adrian slammed the door shut and returned to the room.
Lyra, hidden behind the closet, appeared visibly shaken, resembling a scared animal as she looked at him pitifully.
"Adrian, I’m sorry. I didn’t know the reporters… I’m sorry!”
"It’s alright."
Adrian, visibly agitated, cursed under his breath but took care to reassure Lyra, urging her to put on her clothes.
"Y-you… you tore my clothes,” Lyra said, pointing at the damaged clothes on the floor with a look of distress.
Adrian’s heart softened, and he arranged for clothing to be delivered to Lyra, instructing her to remain in the room and avoid going outside for the time being.
…
When the door opened again, many of the wealthy guests had gathered, surrounding the room.
Adrian's irritation grew. He questioned the reporters once more, "I’ll ask you again. Who sent you here? Was it Natalie?”
One of the troublemaking wealthy guests at the back exclaimed, “Hurry up! Someone go and bring Natalie here!”
The reporters' curiosity was piqued.
"What does Natalie have to do with this?"
They had all received anonymous messages early in the morning and were clueless about the sender's identity. Could Natalie be behind it? Did the ex-girlfriend orchestrate her ex-boyfriend's downfall?
Shortly thereafter…
"Natalie’s here!"
"Natalie’s here! Make way!"
This was the first time Natalie received such a treatment.
The crowd quickly moved aside to make way for her.
"Natalie, you b*tch, how dare you do this to me!" Adrian discarded his customary pretense of a gentleman. His expression was fierce, and his words were crass.
Amid the shocked reactions from the onlookers, Natalie asked innocently, “What did I do?”
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