Chapter 729 Natalie's Lover
While the sunglasses covered a large part of his face, they couldn't hide his good looks. The other male models couldn't help but secretly size up this unexpected visitor.
"Are you...also a model?" one of the male models asked.
Several people recalled the various rumors they had heard yesterday...this person in front of them seemed to resemble that someone.
Just by looking at the lower half of his face and his aura, he was definitely very handsome!
"No!" Natalie walked briskly toward him, "He...he is...my bodyguard!"
Natalie saw Oliver's current attire - dark clothes and a black pair of sunglasses - and it perfectly matched his image as a bodyguard. Just as Natalie finished speaking, she noticed Oliver subtly raising his eyebrows above the rim of his sunglasses.
A very malicious expression.
Natalie: "..." I told you not to come out, but you had to come and find me. It serves you right for being a bodyguard!
"Oh! I remember now. Back when you were in Paykston, you had a bodyguard or assistant who came to find you," one of them recalled.
Natalie nodded, "Right. You guys go ahead and have lunch. Take a half-hour break and come back for training later. No rush."
The male models dispelled their doubts and bid farewell to Natalie.
Once they left, Oliver closed the door to the training room with a click.
The spacious training room fell into silence, the sound of breathing seemed to echo.
"Why did you come? Didn't I tell you not to go out without a good reason?
"Not only did you go out, but you also came to find me."
Oliver took off his sunglasses with one hand, exuding an air of elegance with every move.
"I came to serve as Mrs. Windsor's bodyguard."
"..." I suspect you're mocking me, but I have no evidence.
"Well then, should I praise you for bringing sunglasses as well?"
Oliver nodded with a serious expression.
"Speak nicely!" Natalie said, pushing him away.
"Speaking nicely, indeed," Oliver raised the food box in his hand and leaned in towards Natalie, planting a kiss on her lips before saying, "Mrs. Windsor, please eat obediently."
He had come to deliver lunch to himself. Natalie couldn't really say anything because he was treating her well after all.
In another sense, the food prepared in the cafeteria here was all diet-friendly, suitable for models. But Natalie didn't need to diet specifically, she still liked to eat well.
"Then let's go."
"Where?"
"To the restaurant, are we going to squat here to eat?"
Oliver's mood involuntarily became joyful. He was just about to ask, "Aren't you afraid of your underground husband being exposed?" but before the words could come out, Natalie opened the door to the training room and unexpectedly came face to face with a group of curious young boys and girls outside.
Natalie opened the door too suddenly, and they couldn't retract the curious looks in time.
A few perceptive individuals shifted their gaze downward and noticed Natalie and Oliver holding hands.
Natalie: "..."
Everyone: "..."
While others hadn't reacted yet, Oliver had already put his sunglasses back on.
Alright, no need to worry about being exposed anymore.
"Well..."
"Ah, we, we were just planning to come and ask if you wanted to eat with us, but it looks like there's no need now..."
"Then you guys go ahead and eat, I brought my own meal," Natalie said proactively, breaking the awkward situation.
Everyone nodded hastily. Some slipped away, while others with more courage looked back and laughed teasingly at Natalie and the man she was holding hands with.
"That guy, he's not actually a bodyguard, right? He's just her little lover, right?"
Natalie heard this comment from the retreating group and really wanted to remind these audacious boys:
I heard that!
"...Just assume they're talking nonsense," Natalie awkwardly said to Oliver.
Oliver didn't mind, "At least the little lover has seen the light now."
Natalie: "..."
Ten minutes later.
The contestants saw their mentor, Yan, leading her little lover, no, bodyguard, coming to the cafeteria. The bodyguard took out a meal from the food box, each with their own portion—
Damn, instantly
they didn't feel the salad and boiled chicken breast in their plates were appetizing anymore.
Ah ah ah ah ah, why is Natalie's lunch so abundant and delicious!
Red Rose sat not far from Natalie at a table and couldn't help but say, "As a professional model, aren't you worried about consuming too many calories? Body management is something we must do."
Just as Natalie picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, she couldn't help but salivate at the smell of the dish. She glanced at Red Rose and hesitated for half a second before putting the sweet and sour pork into her mouth and earnestly eating it.
Rose: "..."
After finishing the rib, Natalie put down her chopsticks and said to her, "Maybe we're different. I don't gain weight no matter how much I eat and drink."
What does she mean by "we're different"?
Is this woman purposely trying to provoke others with her words?
Oliver lightly tapped the table to urge Natalie to focus on eating and said, "Just eat your meal." There was no need to pay attention to such a clown.
Natalie nodded and didn't look at Red Rose again.
Red Rose felt insulted by being ignored.
Natalie thought for a moment and said to the other contestants, "Everyone, work hard. After this competition, I'll treat you all to a meal!"
"Wow!" came a chorus of surprise.
"Natalie, are you serious?" someone asked incredulously.
Natalie nodded, "Of course, I keep my word."
The reason was simple, Natalie's lunch smelled so good!
When they were in Paykston, they secretly discussed Natalie's special lunch every day. It was exquisite and made the saliva of these Westerners go crazy just from the smell.
"Natalie, may I ask if you go to the restaurant delivering your meals? Oh wait, did you hire a private chef?" someone asked.
Oliver's hired chef's skills were indeed unmatched by ordinary restaurants, but the chef could only cook with Oliver's consent.
Natalie subconsciously looked at Oliver.
Oliver said, "Sure."
Natalie smiled and said to everyone, "I invited a chef to cook for all of you."
If the chef is too busy, she can also help.
"Wow!" cheers erupted in the restaurant.
Red Rose looked at the changes in the situation with confusion on her face. How did it become Natalie's territory again?
Only a few people noticed that before Natalie agreed to their request, her fake bodyguard said, "Sure."
Wait, did she... ask for the other person's permission?
Why is it like this?
What's going on?
Some individuals with keen perception noticed that this man was probably not simple!
Oliver had no reason to leave halfway since he was already here.
In the afternoon, while Natalie was teaching fifty students, Oliver sat outside the training room in the corridor, working on his tablet.
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