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Chapter 133

Davis glared daggers at the waiting butler and Reid who stood just outside the grand entrance of the Howard

family. “Spread the word!” He barked with an authority that made even the old oak doors seem to shake. “From

this day forth, Natalie’s nis to be stricken from all conversation in Nathan's presence. It's as if she’s dead to

us! The reputation of the Howard family cannot be tainted by her actions!”

Brian, who had been casually leaning against the mahogany bar, let out a low and cold chuckle upon hearing

this.

Davis knitted his brows together in annoyance, snapping, “What's so funny? Am | wrong?”

With a weary sigh, Brian tossed his half-finished bottle of mineral water to the side, meeting Davis‘ gaze with a

sharp intensity. “All these years, you've let the gossip and rumors about Nate's parentage run wild, directing all

the speculation towards Madelyn, making sure no one in the Howard family even whispers Natalie’s name. Isn't

it all to hide the fact that Nate is Natalie's child? You've done an impeccable job at it, right?”

Davis’ face turned an ugly shade of purple with rage.

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Brian cut him off before he could retort, his voice cool and detached. “I'm exhausted, and | have an international

conference to attend tomorrow. | need to rest. It’s pushing nine. Nate should be in bed. Feel free to see yourself

out.”

Without another word, Brian tore a photograph on the table in two, tossing the pieces into the kitchen trash with

a flick of his wrist. He acted as if Davis had vanished into thin air, sliding open the padoors and scooping up

Nate from the floor before ascending the grand staircase. He left Davis with nothing but a view of his retreating

back.

Natalie had spent the evening with the James family, where she indulged in a couple of glasses of red wine. Her

tolerance for alcohol wasn’t great, and the wine's delayed punch had her feeling slightly woozy as she left the

James family.

Michael, the head of the James family, escorted her to the door and whispered, “Wait for Gavin. He'll drive you

back once he gets here from the garage.”

He continued with a hint of matchmaking in his voice, “You might as well move into the James family. It's more

convenient and safer than living alone in your apartment.”

Natalie turned to give Michael a polite but dismissive smile. She understood his intentions all too well, but the

thought of being with Gavin didn’t interest her in the slightest.

Keeping the mood light, she joked, “If Gavin's girlfriends heard about this, their hearts would be in pieces.”

Michael, however, was dead serious. “That would be perfect! It’s about tthat boy settled down and focused

on his family. That's better than anything else!”

Feeling cornered, Natalie searched for an out.

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Just then, Gavin emerged from the garage, overhearing his father’s words. He frowned and grumbled, “Looking

for a free daughter-in-law to make things more convenient, huh? And if you're trying to claw back those shares

you gave her, there’s no need to go to such lengths.”

“And what about you? The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, does it?” he accused, his voice tinged with

annoyance.

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Michael shot Gavin a look that could curdle milk.

Natalie couldn't help but laugh, interjecting with an arm threaded through Michael's. “Let's drop it. | like my

independence and living on my own. No need to trouble yourselves with me.”

“If Gavin had half your sense, | wouldn't worry so much.” Michael conceded with a heavy sigh. Patting her

shoulder, he added, “Alright, | won't push. Just remember to call us if you need anything.”

Nodding, Natalie turned and climbed into Gavin's sleek car. Her head spun more intensely now, and she rolled

down the window for sfresh air, resting her forehead against the cool glass.

stomach, huh?” Gavin glanced at her with concern as he

“Had a bit too much on an empty

navigated the roads.

“Probably...” Natalie murmured, furrowing her brow.

But then, in the rearview mirror, she caught sight of a black Maybach trailing them at a discreet distance. It

lurked like a shadowy beast, ominous and unshakable.

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