Chapter 728 Preferences for the Opposite Sex
"In that case, let me add a boiled egg for you," Casey put the tea egg she had just peeled into Lilian's bowl, implying that she should eat more and talk less.
Casey knew that Natalie was pregnant, so it was best for her to have exclusive food in the suite.
Lilian pretended to be sad and said, "Casey, you don't love me anymore. You're helping Natalie bully me."
Casey let out a low "hmm" and had a trashy expression that said, "When did I ever love you?"
Lilian sighed, ending her performance and starting to eat her newest favorite: tea eggs.
Natalie chuckled as she watched Lilian. When Lilian finished eating the tea eggs, Natalie pushed the brown paper bag she had set aside towards Lilian and said, "This is a slightly better meal for me. I brought one for you and Casey."
Casey looked at Natalie, somewhat pleasantly surprised.
"Don't be polite with me!" Natalie couldn't deal with Casey.
"Wow! Fish maw!" Lilian took it out and lifted the lid, taking a sniff. "Premium fish maw!"
Her mind was now thinking particularly swiftly as she leaned closer to Natalie, lowered her voice, and asked mysteriously, "Natalie, is Cousin here?"
"Mm," Natalie nodded.
"I said that such a good thing must have been given to you by your cousin, your cousin would never give me anything! Fortunately, I have such a good sister-in-law like you, so I can finally get some benefits!"
Natalie couldn't help but say, "You've been quite busy with your acting recently."
Lilian was eating slowly, not in a hurry today. Natalie sat beside her and chatted with Emily while waiting, finalizing the details about shooting the advertising endorsement tomorrow.
Gradually, Natalie noticed that some people in the restaurant seemed to be secretly glancing at her.
But when she took a closer look, it seemed normal again.
"Casey, have you noticed someone looking at me?" Natalie asked cautiously.
"Yes," Casey replied without diverting his gaze, "the male model at 3 o'clock, two male models at 10 o'clock, and the male staff at the third table on your right. Also, Rose and Nora who had a quarrel with you before."
Indeed, Casey had a professional background. His observations were too detailed...
Natalie looked at each one of them and confirmed that she was not familiar with those male models, so she didn't pay much attention.
"Natalie," Joseph approached.
Natalie knew what he wanted to ask.
"Emily doesn't live with us, I will meet up with her tomorrow. I have a endorsement shoot over there," Natalie spoke truthfully, "If you are going to see Emily tomorrow, I will let her know."
Joseph glanced at Natalie in a different way, showing no dissatisfaction with her behavior similar to "reporting", but instead said, "That's expected."
Natalie indeed should stand on Emily's side.
Only this kind of Natalie is worthy of Emily's support.
"I have something to remind you." Joseph took a few steps away and then turned back.
"What is it?"
"Hide your man," Joseph said.
Natalie was shocked, "What...what do you know?"
"Oliver," Joseph didn't want to say more, and abruptly left.
He rarely spoke, but most of the time he observed quietly. And those male models were still young, talking without much guard. Unfortunately, Joseph overheard them talking about someone in Natalie's house.
As for who that person was, it was self-evident.
As for how those people knew, Joseph wasn't interested in finding out.
"How could he know?" Natalie was so shocked that she instinctively asked Lilian and Casey. After half a second, her gaze settled on Casey - Lilian couldn't be relied upon.
Casey thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he caught some clues and guessed it, Joseph is really smart."
Casey asked again, "Miss Watson, do you need me to check?"
"No, forget it."
The first priority was to communicate with Oliver.
Natalie sent Oliver a text message: [Stay home unless necessary!]
Oliver, who had big plans to go out, frowned when he saw this message and asked, [When are you coming back?]
Natalie replied, [In the evening, I have classes today.]
This was Natalie's first time teaching, and it was also to free up some time for her to shoot advertisements the day after tomorrow.
The teaching content this time was more systematic and focused on practical exercises. Fifty people were not a small number, and it would take the whole day to finish with lunch and breaks.
Natalie added, [If you really have to go out, wear sunglasses or a hat.]
Oliver was already unhappy because of Natalie's use of the word "evening", and now he was even more unhappy.
Oliver said, [Only underground husbands need to wear sunglasses and hats?]
Natalie quickly said, [Sunglasses make you look handsome, hats make you look younger.]
Natalie needed to review today's teaching content again and quickly ended the conversation with Oliver.
The class was divided into two groups, one for male models and one for female models.
Natalie first gave a theoretical lecture to the female models, then assigned them practice exercises for them to do on their own. Meanwhile, she took advantage of this free time to teach the male model group.
Since she herself was a female model, her guidance to the male models was limited to theory and evaluation, so she focused more on guiding them in photoshoots. Fortunately, she had solid professional knowledge and had no problem guiding the male models.
"Natalie, can I ask you a question?" During break time, a silver-haired male model approached with a smile.
"Sure," Natalie thought the other party had a professional question.
"What kind of opposite sex do you like?"
Natalie choked for a moment, thinking she had misheard.
The other person looked at her with a smiling face, full of collagen and vitality like an eighteen-year-old boy.
"Cool, wise, and mature," Oliver's face appeared in Natalie's mind, and she silently added, "But too overbearing and sometimes crazy."
The other person pondered for a moment and said, "Oh, I see."
The training venue was at the auxiliary building's large dance hall, and lunch was served at the restaurant in the auxiliary building.
The models' lunch was strictly controlled in terms of calories, and the auxiliary building was perfect for this special group of people.
"Alright! The morning classes are over. In the afternoon, she would be going through the results one by one. Good job everyone!"
"Thank you!"
"Great job!"
After Natalie finished speaking, the students thanked her and went to have lunch together.
"Hey, who...who are you looking for?"
Natalie was still tidying up her bag in the teacher's office when she heard some unusual commotion coming from the direction of the entrance.
Then she heard her own name being uttered by a deep and cold male voice:
"Natalie."
"Natalie, someone is looking for you!" someone shouted.
Oliver's height stood out even among a group of professional models, his presence was too powerful to be overshadowed by anyone else.
With just one glance, Natalie saw a man with sunglasses standing at the door, holding a food container familiar to her.
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