Chapter 737 Miss, Please Get in the Car
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"Samuel, you're so annoying! If you pull my hair again, I'll tell Mommy!" a cute little voice.
"Whatever, all you little kids know how to tattle," he pulled her hair again.
"I am a child, I can tattle. But you're a big brother, you can't!" confidently said the little voice.
"Big brother, I made a new friend today, he's a very good-looking little boy!" said the sweet voice, acting spoiled.
"As if, I'm the best-looking in the whole world, all the other little boys are liars, got it? Have some discernment, little girl!" he commanded, pulling the little girl's braid.
"You're lying! You're clearly not good-looking."
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"Samuel, what are you thinking? Can you move if you're spacing out?" Natalie saw Samuel daydreaming at the side, and as she watched, he started laughing.
That smile was filled with nostalgia and indulgence, making her feel scared.
Samuel laughed angrily, "You're calling me crazy?"
"You said it yourself," Natalie had a "you're crazy but it has nothing to do with me" expression.
Samuel really didn't mind Natalie calling him crazy, anyway Emily used to say that to him all the time, so whether he was crazy or not, he knew himself.
"Well, do you think I'm good-looking?" Samuel changed the topic.
When this question came up, Lilian, who was playing a game on the side, couldn't help but raise her head and look at Samuel in shock. Then she gently tugged on Casey's clothes and whispered, thinking she was speaking softly, "Is this person trying to win over Natalie?"
Casey didn't say anything, but the look in their eyes clearly conveyed one message: I also suspect that.
Samuel: "..." How does he look like he's trying to... win over Natalie?
"It's really audacious, the Hastings family bullies Natalie so much, yet still has the audacity to show up in front of her," Lilian expressed strong disgust.
Samuel: "..."
Lilian wondered if the shamelessness of the Hastings family was hereditary. Luckily Natalie had no relation to them.
Samuel couldn't get angry at Lilian, a minor who spent her time playing games, so he redirected his anger towards Natalie.
What did she mean by saying it was a good thing Natalie had no relation to the Hastings family? Was she being so critical?
"Samuel, setting aside everything else," Natalie responded to Samuel's previous question, "judging by your appearance alone, you might not even be as good-looking as me when I dress up as a man. I have to face Oliver's face every day, so how blindly confident are you to ask me how you look?"
Implication: Go away!
Samuel was so angry his chest hurt.
Why did such a sister exist in this world?
Were some people incapable of change even after more than ten years?
Were they only tall and lacked aesthetic sense?
He was also a well-known handsome gentleman in the industry!
Samuel remembered when his sister had an accident during their childhood. After Susan recovered, she never criticized his appearance again or got upset when he pulled her pigtails. During that time, she was always timid, in a cautious state.
Samuel once believed that his sister's personality change was due to the shock from the accident.
In retrospect, fate had deviated from that moment.
It was a mistake to stay in one place.
"Natalie, are you ready? We're about to start shooting!" A crew member approached.
"I'm here!" Natalie responded, and Lilian immediately put away her phone and prepared to work.
"Samuel, I don't know why you came to see me, but," Natalie said, "firstly, I won't speak in favor of you in front of Emily, and secondly, I won't forgive Susan or let her get a reduced sentence."
As Natalie and the others left the dressing room, memories of Natalie, the Hastings family, and Samuel resurfaced in her mind.
It seemed... it really didn't matter.
If it was confirmed that Natalie was the daughter of the Hastings family, it was uncertain who would be more troubled.
Deep down, a proud girl like her would never put her hopes on a noble background.
Moreover, she had already risen to fame on her own.
Returning to the Hastings family would only drag her into this corrupt mud puddle.
Joseph emerged from the adjacent dressing room with an additional layer of indiscernible emotions in his otherwise indifferent eyes, as if struggling with something, entangled with something, suppressing something.
Perceptive individuals could tell that Joseph and Emily did not have a good conversation.
And seeing Samuel only worsened Joseph's mood.
"Are you... okay?" Natalie and Joseph stood together at the designated location, noticing Joseph's unfavorable mood.
Setting aside Joseph's thoughts about Emily, Natalie personally appreciated Joseph, whether it was him speaking up for her when she was in a low point or now being willing to play a supporting role and elevate her to cloud nine.
Joseph glanced at Natalie but remained silent, cooperating with the staff to begin preparing for the shoot.
Natalie initially thought Joseph's state would affect the progress of the shoot, but as soon as the cameras were in place, he immediately entered work mode when the director called action.
Although Natalie and Joseph had not officially collaborated before, aside from the initial half-hour adjustment period, the two of them quickly developed a tacit understanding and accelerated the progress.
When Samuel emerged from the dressing room, he did not cause any more trouble and quietly watched for a while before leaving around noon.
The filming crew did not originally have a designated lunch break, but advertisement shoots required high lighting standards. At noon, the sunlight was direct and shooting portraits risked overexposure. As a result, the crew had a break of more than two hours.
"Lunch is served!"
The crew brought boxed meals and discreetly informed Natalie, "Natalie, someone is looking for you over there."
Pointing towards the parking lot, a unfamiliar RV was parked there.
Casey immediately put down her boxed meal and followed Natalie, displaying extra vigilance and eliminating any potential danger around Natalie.
The door of the RV opened.
"Charles?" Natalie was stunned. She knew Charles came to Tycoon City with Oliver, but she only saw him when he arrived.
Charles opened the door of the RV for Natalie. "Madam, please get in the car."
Inside the RV, the air conditioning was running, and the aroma of food wafted out. Oliver sat at the small dining table inside, looking at his tablet and waiting for Natalie.
Observing the situation, Casey consciously stepped aside.
Clearly, it wasn't an unwelcome intrusion.
"This car... is it yours?" Natalie questioned, pointing at the RV. No, this wasn't the car that was here in the morning.
Oliver pulled Natalie's hand and helped her enter, saying, "Just bought this, it's convenient for you to eat and sleep here."
Natalie: "..."
Suddenly, she wondered if she had treated Oliver unfairly when they were together.
Unfairly burdening Mr. Windsor by spending money regardless of time or place.
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