Natalie looked at Marshall, about to speak, but he was already running off.
“Natalie, I think your grandpa is right! I’ll come find you tomorrow, and we’ll go on a date. I have something important to do tonight, so I’m heading out. Be safe on your way back!”
He grinned and dashed away, his cheerful mood evident even from his retreating back.
Natalie shook her head. It seemed Marshall had misunderstood.
Grandpa always managed to create misunderstandings.
She sighed in resignation, not noticing the dark figure approaching from behind.
After hanging up and putting her phone back in her bag, she looked up, her gaze instantly hardening. She smelled a familiar, cold fragrance.
After two years of living together, she knew that scent all too well.
She whipped around to face Sebastian’s dark, smoldering eyes. His expression was so ferocious it looked like he wanted to tear her to pieces.
Natalie took a fearful step back. She had seen this Sebastian in her past life, right before he was about to kill someone.
She swallowed hard. He wasn't planning on killing her, was he?
“You… how are you…”
Before Natalie could finish, her hand was seized in Sebastian’s iron grip.
Her eyes widened, and she struggled, but she couldn't break free.
His hand was scorching hot, the heat spreading through her body and making her heart tremble.
Sebastian stared at her, his eyes blazing with anger. “Come back with me.”
His words were concise, with no room for argument.
Natalie shot him a cold look. “Sebastian, you want me to go back with you? Aren't you afraid Joanna will get jealous?”


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