Chapter 151 Do You Want to Die?
Natalie's eyes flickered, and she shook her head with a smile. She rejected his request!
She thought, 'So he wants to turn the page on the past? In his dreams!'
Of these people, one was more naive than the other!
Leo's smile froze. This time, he was mostly here to humiliate himself.
He left disappointed. Natalie, however, spoke indifferently, "Mr. Dixon, it's already good enough that I'm not causing you trouble. Don't come looking for discomfort in the future."
Leo paused, a thought flashed through his mind, and he turned to look at her.
His eyes sparkled. "Natalie, do you still like Gabriel?"
If she still liked him, their chances of being together now were much higher than three years ago!
They were a perfect match, a match made in heaven.
Upon hearing this, Natalie's face turned even colder. "Do you want to die?"
This was a blatant threat.
Leo shrank his neck, gave an awkward smile, and ran off in a flash.
That was her answer. He didn't want to be a masochist here; he chose to escape quickly.
As soon as he walked out, he stood under the Clark Group building.
He called Gabriel. "Gabriel, never had I been as sure as I am now that Natalie and you are actually a perfect match."
Their personalities, aura, and family backgrounds were simply a perfect match! Gabriel should have a woman like Natalie by his side, someone who was his equal.
He thought, 'Who else could match him besides Natalie?'
Gabriel asked, "What?"
His tone was cold and puzzled.
But in his heart, there was a trace of joy because of his words.
Leo sighed and continued, "But you guys have no chance!"
Gabriel immediately hung up the phone, his thin lips slightly parted. "You got a problem."
After Leo left, Natalie received a call from Yves, saying there was an auction to attend that evening.
Due to frequent online misunderstandings about Natalie and Yves' relationship, Yves decided to bring Mia as his plus one.
And Natalie's plus one was a newly popular young actor in the entertainment industry, Dominic, carefully chosen by Yves.
He really was handsome and charming, no wonder he had so many fans.
Dominic was obviously a bit nervous, wearing a white suit, looking like a clean and pure prince. When he saw Natalie, he blushed and looked a bit restrained.
Natalie smiled and didn't say much. She took his arm and walked straight in, finding their seats.
On the huge screen in front were photos of the auction items.
A ruby pendant worth a fortune.
A highly collectible painting.
And a pair of black gemstone cufflinks designed by the famous designer Pire.
Dominic was visibly stunned when he saw the cufflinks, his eyes sparkling.
"Pire's final masterpiece, here?" he muttered in disbelief.
"You like this?" asked Natalie.
Dominic nodded, speaking with delight, "Before I entered the industry, I was a designer. My idol is Pire. If he could take me as an apprentice, I'd quit the industry and go to him immediately!"
Natalie didn't know much about cufflinks, only remembering that Gabriel loved collecting them, especially Pire's works.
What a coincidence!
But she soon dispelled the idea and thought with disdain, 'How come I think of him on this occasion? It is so annoying!'
Natalie glanced over and saw Gabriel a few seats away. Beside him was a woman chattering away, her eyes glowing as she looked at him.
Sensing the cold gaze, Gabriel turned his head and saw Natalie talking to Dominic. Her profile was soft and beautiful, and her dimples were lovely when she smiled.
He thought, 'So, she could be this beautiful when she isn't angry!'
While pondering, he noticed that Natalie was very close to the man beside her, looking intimate and inseparable.
Gabriel's chest filled with irritation, his face darkened, and his eyes grew colder.
The woman next to him noticed his odd behavior and looked over following his gaze.
She deliberately spoke in an exaggerated tone, "Oh, Ms. Clark has a new boyfriend again. She really has good taste. Dominic is a newly debuted young actor, and his first show was a hit. Ms. Clark is really popular!"
Gabriel glanced at her coldly, his tone icy and harsh. "Isn't your seat somewhere else?"
The woman was called Skylar. She was stunned. After forcing an awkward smile, she nonchalantly found an excuse for herself. "My dad is the organizer. The owner of this seat was willing to switch seats with me."
In other words, she could choose any seat she wanted.
