Natalie just smiled, not at all angered. “Joanna, I've been framed by you so many times that I've learned to be cautious. But Marshall is different. If you provoke him, your life is going to get very difficult.”
“I've already provoked him. What's he going to do to make my life difficult? A few petty tricks? You've lost to me countless times. You can't beat me, so what makes you think Marshall can?”
Natalie glanced at Marshall across from her. His handsome face was contorted with anger. This wasn't the first time he'd been confronted with Joanna's malice.
“Joanna, your greatest skill is covering your tracks after scheming against people, but there are no secrets that can be kept forever.”
“Secrets aren't secrets to you anyway. You claim I framed you, but who believed it? Did Sebastian believe it? Natalie, I will always be luckier than you. No one can stop me from doing what I want.”
“Marshall is in my way, and I’ll make sure he ends up with nothing, just like you.”
With that, Joanna hung up.
Natalie just smiled and shook her head. Did she really think she was so incredible?
Marshall was furious. “Natalie, is this how she always treats you?”
Natalie smiled faintly. “Sorry you had to hear that. I just wanted you to know that she's serious about targeting you, so you need to be extra careful.”
She knew he hadn't fully trusted her. Sometimes, you had to use a little cunning.
In her past life, she had disdained Joanna's methods, only later realizing the tragedy of having a voice but never explaining herself.
But even when she did explain, no one believed her.
The best way was to let someone see the truth for themselves, to recognize the other person’s true colors.
Sebastian went. He had thought Natalie would be there to enjoy the show, but when he arrived, he only saw Joanna and her companions. He felt a flicker of disappointment.
The Spencers' auction house was magnificent.
Everyone who stepped through its doors possessed either immense wealth or high status.
The auction hall was already crowded with people, most of them in tailored suits or elegant gowns, exuding an air of opulence with every gesture.
Joanna adored places like this, which showcased her status and identity.
In the past, Sebastian had always been the one to accompany her to such lavish events. But ever since she had pressured him to marry her, he was no longer willing to take her out.
When she saw Sebastian arrive, she grew nervous. She quickly stood up and walked over to him, pleading, “Sebastian, I know you really want the Westwood Hills land too, but I want it as well. Can you please help me this time and let me have it?”

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