“You staged your own kidnapping to frame Natalie, all so I would divorce her, didn’t you? I’m not blind to your little tricks. I just let you get away with hurting her,” he continued coldly. “But you’ve gone too far. I’m done being nice to you.”
With that, Sebastian turned, walked back into the villa, and locked the door, leaving Joanna standing alone in the biting night wind, her thoughts in chaos.
He really didn’t trust her anymore. Damn you, Natalie. She had spent her entire youth charming Sebastian, and now it was all unraveling. How had Natalie managed to find evidence against her those last few times?
“No, I can’t lose. I will not lose to Natalie,” she vowed. She had too much left to accomplish. She couldn’t fail now.
“Natalie, you’re going to die for this,” Joanna hissed through clenched teeth before storming off.
Upstairs, Sebastian watched her leave, his expression growing darker by the second. He picked up his phone and called Sean.
“Sir,” Sean answered, his voice thick with sleep.
“Why did Joanna really leave back then? Have you found anything?” Sebastian’s tone was sharp and impatient.
Sean was instantly wide awake. The president’s icy voice sent a shiver down his spine. “Sir, I’ve been looking into it. It was two years ago, but I did find a small clue. I suspect Ms. Scott never actually left Yaro at all.”
“On August 15th, two years ago, records show she stayed at the KIN Grant Hotel for three days. But the reservation was only for one person. There’s no information on anyone else.”
Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. Could what Natalie said be true? And why did Joanna suddenly show up tonight? If she never left Yaro…
“Keep digging,” Sebastian commanded. “I need to know for certain if she was alone back then or if someone was with her.”



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