Now even his mother had abandoned him.
Jared stared at the hateful comments online, offering no defense.
As long as Joanna was okay, he could endure the criticism. He repeated it to himself like a mantra: Joanna was his real sister. Natalie had been swapped at birth; that was just her bad luck.
As he was agonizing, his phone rang.
It was Mr. Wilson. After a brief conversation, Jared’s mood lifted, and he rushed off to meet him.
Natalie saw the news of Joanna’s successful rebranding and the surge in her followers. She wasn’t surprised at all.
Events were unfolding differently this time, but that was because she had prevented Joanna from latching onto Mrs. Spencer Sr.
By turning to Mr. Wilson instead, Joanna was already in a weaker position.
Mr. Wilson and Mrs. Spencer Sr. were not in the same league. He was nouveau riche, while the Spencer family was old money.
Mrs. Spencer Sr., born into aristocracy, was thoughtful and strategic. Mr. Wilson couldn't compare.
Within six months, the Wilson family would surely be in Joanna’s grasp. Joanna had become who she was because Sebastian had nurtured her every step of the way.
Natalie wrapped her arms around herself. She had no one but herself.
When she was sad, she was the only one who could offer comfort. She couldn't drag her grandfather and brother into this filthy mess.
Ceryn Corp. was her ultimate safety net.
Natalie rested her head on her desk, her heart heavy.
“What are you doing?” Lost in her thoughts, Natalie hadn’t noticed someone enter her office.
“I’m thinking about how to get a divorce,” she mumbled.
Since she had left, different men had started appearing in her life, each one from a better family, each one more handsome than the last.
“Natalie, I just had someone look into it,” Matthew said. “To placate Jared, Mr. Wilson gave him several contracts. Jared has a few decent artists under him, and with these investments, he’s managed to save his company.”
Natalie was a little surprised. Mr. Wilson was willing to go to such lengths for Joanna.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Monroe, I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.”
“Okay. I just wanted to let you know. Call me if you need anything.”
“I will. If I need help, I won’t hesitate to ask. Thank you!” Natalie said with a smile before hanging up.
Sebastian’s brow furrowed. “Natalie, you’d rather ask other men for help than come to me?”
His question made her laugh. “Sebastian, does it not hurt to say things like that? In all the years I was by your side, did you ever help me even once?”

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