Chapter 730 How should I serve you?
"Natalie, that guy isn't really your bodyguard, is he?" someone had the audacity to ask during halftime.
There was a transparent small window on the door of the training room, and a few bold female contestants secretly looked out at Oliver, constantly exclaiming how handsome he was.
"How do you know?" she didn't respond directly, but this answer was already considered an affirmation.
Indeed, he was not her bodyguard.
She couldn't afford such an expensive bodyguard.
It was only because these foreigners in front of her were not sensitive to Eastern faces and were also unaware of domestic gossip and economic situations that they didn't know Oliver.
A male model spoke up, "I saw that he was wearing a watch, a limited edition Rolex released last year. Even if you have money, it's not necessarily something you can buy. My boss couldn't get one."
Natalie didn't pay attention to what watch Oliver was wearing today, but upon hearing this, she couldn't help but walk to the door and glance outside. Sure enough, a black sapphire wristwatch was revealed from under his shirt cuff.
Without even mentioning anything else, anyone, regardless of their knowledge of luxury goods, could tell at a glance that its value was not cheap.
Oliver had excellent insight, especially when it came to Natalie. Despite so many people secretly looking at him before, he remained unfazed. But when Natalie arrived, he keenly lifted his gaze.
Natalie could feel his eyes behind the dark sunglasses looking at her.
Instinctively, she moved to the side.
"Perhaps that watch was a gift from Yan," the red rose said disdainfully, "How could an unknown male model afford a watch of this caliber?"
The red rose's face practically had the words "Just a small fling" written on it.
"Well, it certainly wasn't a gift from me," Natalie's smile remained unchanged, but anyone with even a little discernment could feel that she was not in a pleasant mood. "A watch that even Jiade's boss couldn't buy, do you think I could?"
Her implication was already clear.
Although she didn't want her love life to overshadow her work, nor did she want her gossip to affect the professionalism and seriousness of this competition, she also didn't want Oliver to be unfairly suspected as someone she supported financially.
A few quick-thinking models exchanged glances privately, further confirming that the person outside was neither a male model supported by Natalie nor a bodyguard.
With his appearance and temperament, how could he remain unknown if he were a male model?
And if he were a bodyguard, which bodyguard had ever seen one wearing a high-priced watch and carrying a tablet?
However, most people did not have any suspicions about Oliver's identity.
Who could have imagined that a big shot CEO would willingly accompany a woman to work without the grandeur of bodyguards and assistants, and even wear sunglasses, allowing others to speculate about his identity.
The lesson ended at four in the afternoon.
Several models showed special favor towards Natalie, so she gave them some specific guidance and clarification.
As a few people came out, the "bodyguard" with sunglasses stood up, holding a thin leather briefcase in one hand, obviously waiting for Natalie.
"Natalie, your bodyguard seems... not in a good mood," whispered the female model next to Natalie, chatting with this amicable senior.
"Yeah, his mood is indeed not very good," Natalie responded.
Especially now, he had been waiting for her outside for the whole afternoon.
"Then why are you still..." Are you still sleeping with him? Even if it's not a romantic relationship, can't you just fire such a bodyguard directly?!
Given your conditions, you can easily change men every day, right?!
But the female model who was speaking was not completely brainless, so she swallowed back the last half of the sentence.
Natalie just smiled and walked towards Oliver, saying with a smile, "I'm done!"
The foreign models couldn't understand the language, but they could understand the tone.
Natalie's words just now... sounded so cheerful!
She completely resembled a young girl.
It's important to know that in front of them, Natalie always appeared as a typical gentle, cold, and dignified woman.
But now, her behavior seemed no different from that of an ordinary young girl, as if she was no different from them.
Only then did everyone remember that this woman, who has already reached the peak of her career, is only 22 years old.
She is only a few years older than them, and in the eyes of ordinary people, at this age, she might still be in school.
It's just that Natalie's achievements, her temperament, and her abilities have made people overlook this fact. This is the real her that should exist.
"Do you have any more questions?" Natalie asked the few participants who came out behind her.
The few people felt a sudden sense of danger and instinctively shook their heads, feeling that the danger was emanating from the man who had been wearing sunglasses like a blind person from the beginning.
"Then goodbye, good luck to all of you!"
"Thank you, and good luck to you too!"
Natalie walked forward, holding Oliver's hand without mentioning the briefcase.
Oliver lowered his gaze, subtly arched his eyebrow, allowing Natalie to lead the way, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, which had been cold and stiff all day.
Natalie left without turning her head, completely unaware that a few younger practitioners were stunned behind her.
"I feel like Natalie is leading her bodyguard like she's leading a wolf, but this wolf obediently follows her," one person commented.
"I feel the same... wait, did you guys feel a wave of danger just now? I have a feeling it came from the wolf, I mean, Natalie's bodyguard," another person added.
"I have the same feeling. That wolf, I mean, bodyguard, is definitely not just a regular bodyguard," someone else chimed in.
"It feels like Yan is purposely showing off their affection. This woman's appearance is so cute, it's a big contrast!" one person said.
"Lina, you're a woman, watch your words!" another person scolded.
"What's wrong with being a woman? Women can't appreciate other women? No, I mean appreciate, you clueless man!" Lina replied.
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"Mrs. Windsor, are you not afraid that people will speculate about our previous relationship when you hold me like this?" Oliver, though happy to be able to openly hold hands with Natalie, especially since it was Natalie who took the initiative, couldn't help but tease.
"They have already speculated," Natalie replied, walking half a step ahead while still holding Oliver's hand. The man allowed her to lead.
She could only turn her head and smile at him. "Didn't you hear? They said you're my kept lover. Can't I hold my kept lover?"
Others couldn't say Oliver was her kept lover, but she could say it herself. That's how hypocritical she was!
Oliver's smile grew wider, and his long legs suddenly paused.
Natalie's arm was suddenly pulled back by a force, causing her to fall into Oliver's embrace. His other hand looped around her waist, and his laughter echoed in her ears.
The deep, pleasing laughter was like a well-aged wine, slightly intoxicating.
"So, Miss Watson today..." He deliberately paused for a moment before continuing, "how should I serve you?"
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