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The scandal at Susan's birthday banquet spread like wildfire, and more and more people privately discussed the gossip between Susan, Natalie, Oliver, and Arthur. The truth and lies became indistinguishable.
At the same time, a photo went viral online and reached a domestic audience - it was Natalie and Oliver by the banks of the Seine River.
The photographer explicitly stated when releasing this set of photos that he really likes this couple. The man is handsome, the woman is beautiful, and they have a loving and warm relationship.
Although the man may seem to have a bad temper, which is indeed true, he treats his wife well. And he has found himself a good wife, someone who is beautiful, gentle, and talented.
Netizen 1
[While we were discussing whether Natalie is a mistress, she was in fact on her honeymoon abroad, who would’ve known?]
Netizen 2
[Got to admit it, they do look perfect together in those photos!]
Fewer and fewer people dare to thoughtlessly label Natalie as a mistress.
Susan was infuriated when she saw this news. To suppress the stories about Natalie and Oliver, she secretly hired a public relations team for her birthday banquet. they were tasked to showcase the Hastings family's influence and the high-class nature of the celebration.
A highlighted feature was an art exhibition, demonstrating how this birthday banquet served as a platform for talented individuals which provided a fair, just, and harmonious environment for their exposure. Additionally, Susan would donate ten percent of the transaction price as a handling fee to relevant organizations, establishing a fashion design scholarship.
Susan earned a wave of good publicity for this event but failed to suppress the public display of affection from Natalie and Oliver.
Oliver and Natalie returned to Tycoon City three days later.
Arthur was drinking in the VIP room at the Moon Club bar. Wyatt met with Oliver outside the bar while Isaac accompanied the drunkard inside the room.
As soon as Natalie walked in, she was hit by the overwhelming smell of alcohol. Several wealthy second generations had already passed out in the VIP luxury suite, and the accompanying hostesses were standing timidly on the side, afraid to make a move.
"They were all called to accompany him, and now they're all out cold, not a single one left," Isaac said, seeing Oliver as if he come to be their savior.
If it weren't for Isaac, Wyatt, and Oliver being close friends, rather than just acquaintances of Arthur's brothers, they probably would have passed out by now.
A barely conscious figure sat on the sofa, holding a bottle of alcohol and desperately pouring it into his mouth. The only hostess standing next to Arthur dutifully leaned down, advising him not to drink anymore.
Arthur looked up at the person for a long time, a whole minute, as if he could finally see the woman's face. He pinched her chin and leaned in with his lips.
Natalie's heart skipped a beat, and by the time she realized it, she had already taken big strides and stood in front of Arthur, lifting the bottle of alcohol in his hand, and turning it upside down with a loud "splash!"
The rich aroma of alcohol cascaded down. The imminent kiss was stifled in its cradle.
Natalie was so angry that her eyelids twitched, and yet Arthur's first reaction was to protect the hostess!
The hostess trembled in Arthur's arms, thinking that Natalie had come to catch them in the act. Isaac and Wyatt were dumbfounded at the scene they were witnessing.
Oliver probably knew why Natalie was angry. It was most likely that she was upset for Flora.
Arthur looked up, his usually gentle eyes suddenly turned cold, resembling Oliver when he glared at someone in anger.
"Arthur, do you remember Flora?" Natalie looked down at him condescendingly, showing no fear.
Upon hearing these words, Arthur's body went stiff, and he stared at Natalie with a piercing gaze.
It took a while for his body to regain its senses, and as he lowered his gaze to look at the woman in his arms, it felt as if he saw some disgusting trash and instantly pushed her away.
"Ah!" The woman let out a scream.
If Natalie's attention could be divided a little, she would have noticed that this hostess bore a striking resemblance to Flora in her features. A drunkard mistook someone for Flora, it happens too easily.
"What did you say?" Arthur stood up abruptly, driven by a sudden surge of intensity, and went to grab Natalie.
Oliver kept in his protective embrace as Arthur approached her.
"Do you know Flora?" Arthur had a moment of clarity due to Oliver's arrival.
Natalie felt that it wasn't enough, she glanced at Arthur, whose eyes were red, either from excessive drinking or emotions.
"Yeah," Natalie's voice was a bit chilly, like the roaring wind on a cold night, ready to plunge people into the coldest depths. "I know as well, she was pregnant when she died, around three months ago."
"What... What did you say? What did you say! Say it again..." Arthur suddenly howled, driven mad, as Isaac and Wyatt held him tightly, still stubbornly trying to reach Natalie, as if catching hold of her would lead him to Flora, almost obsessed.
"Calm down!" Wyatt kept saying.
Isaac didn't understand at all why Mrs. Windsor and Arthur, who had just returned from abroad, suddenly started arguing, and his brother seemed hesitant to interfere.
Well, he should have thought of it earlier; his dependent brother was probably more important than his wife.
"What else do you have to say? Say it to me again!" Arthur shouted like a maniac, his voice so loud that even a drunken second-generation rich man nearby would have trembled a few times.
"Natalie..." Oliver called out, but he didn't know what to say exactly.
Natalie seemed to not hear him and continued speaking to Arthur, "Arthur, Flora was carrying your child, who could have been a clever and adorable son, or a gentle and affectionate daughter, but she died on her way to find you."
"You..." Tears welled up in Arthur's eyes suddenly, and they burst forth as if this news had crushed him.
Isaac and Wyatt exchanged glances, not daring to say anything - when even his brother was being ignored, they should just keep quiet for now, especially since they were still in a daze and had no idea about the repercussions.
"Arthur, do you remember when we first met, and I asked if you knew Jane?"
"What is your relationship with Flora? How do you know her?" Natalie was like a lifeline to Arthur at that moment.
Natalie sneered, "When you were with Flora, if you had just cared a little more about her; if only you had shown a little more concern, you would have known that Flora was my best friend, just like Jane, and also her best friend."
Arthur stood frozen in place as if he turned to ice, motionless and forgetting even to shed tears. Struck with an extreme sense of loss and confusion.
Oliver looked at his brother, then at Natalie, and finally fixed his gaze on Natalie.
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