Chapter 22
That was likely the case.
Oliver had always been a luminary, blessed with prodigious intellect and remarkable gifts. He skipped grades to middle school at the age of seven and was accepted by a world–famous university at ten. He had always been strikingly handsome. Hailey took immense pride in her status, boasting, “I’ll marry Oliver when I grow up. If you defy me, trust me, hell destroy your family business.”
Everything had changed since Oliver had an accident at the age of fifteen. Rumor had it that he had stayed in the premier ICU of Moalia for a month, enduring successive operations before finally clawing his way back from the brink. However, his well–being and appearance were grievously marred.
Since then, Hailey had ceased all mention of him, eager to sever ties with him.
How could such a superficial, mercenary woman pique Oliver’s interest?
Isaac promptly fished out his mobile and showed Oliver a photo.
Oliver was well aware that Isaac’s regard for women was more casual than serious. He would only cast an appreciative glance if they were beautiful and toy with them at his leisure. Thus, Oliver nonchalantly eyed the picture.
er the first glimpse, his attention was abruptly seized.
Captured within the frame was a woman poised on a runway. The vivid red fluffy skirt she wore was not notably remarkable, yet upon her, it seemed to radiate an instant air of refinement.
The lady possessed exquisite features and stood impassively. She carried herself with an aura of detachment the night at the club.
Yet, in this photo, she exuded nobility tempered with gentleness, reminiscent of a princess.
It mirrored the essence of the candid shots taken in the comfort of home.
“Do you recognize her? Isaac could tell from Oliver’s expression that recognition had dawned, and unmistakable interest had sparked regarding this young
in the past, Oliver wouldn’t even spare a glance at a hot girl like this.
Iszar, brimming with enthusiasm, began an elaborate introduction about the woman who had captivated Oliver’s attention. “This lady’s name is Natalie Watson. She’s twenty, standing at 5 feet 9 inches. She’s an ideal counterpart for you! Don’t let her dainty frame deceive you. She boasts a C–cup! She truly extrudes the epitome of proportion–ample bosom, slender waist, and long limbs. She’s inherently destined for the modeling realm and harbors the potential to soar as an international supermodel!*
He continued, “She was previously under contract with Yancy Models, and her club appearance was likewise orchestrated by the agency. However, she severed thes with Yancy a few days ago. Eager to unearth the tale? She dug up some dirt on the agent and forced her to terminate her contract without any Compensation?”
Delving deeper, kest would uncover that Natalie was Oliver’s wife, whom he had never met before.
What do you think of Natalie?
“Wanna be a matchmaker? I could lend a hand.” Oliver regarded Isaac with a frigid stare.
“Lam.…….. liever and last promptly clamped his mouth shut. His venture into matchmaking was solely confined to Oliver.
For the sake of Olner’s happiness and satisfaction, Isaac decided to orchestrate Natalies transition to his own company, thereby providing Oliver with an oppertunity to draw near to Natalie.
1 so tur paragus of best friend Where else would Oliver chance upon such a good friend? Isaac thought to himself.
Just then, Oiner’s phone vibraten & res message had just arrived.
It was from Marjorie
Kim, we have a family banquet the day wher tomorrow. Why not bring your wife back?)
Maga a patrening in Mole
led the talk head wred with baat. He bed new expected Natalie to manage to terminate the contract without any penalty. Her strategic
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prowess remained unbeknownst to him.
What if she were to return to the Windsor’s place unaccompanied??
At the Windsor family’s banquet, Adrian, who stood as an in–law through marriage to the Windstrofafaftilyodidlats be present Oliver was curious about what Natalie would do.
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“Go to the Windsor’s place alone?” Natalie’s eyes widened in astonishment as she heard Oliver’s suggestionan
The frigid and scornful visages of the Windsor family members, etched in her memory from the wedding, flidicdreri changizh dreththoughts profound drea took root within her.
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