Sebastian’s face darkened on the other end of the line. “Natalie, are you that eager to divorce me?”
Natalie couldn’t hide the excitement in her voice. “Weren’t you the one who wanted it? It’s Monday. If you’re ready, I can get up right now.”
“Where did you put my silver tie?” he asked, his voice laced with irritation.
Natalie blinked. She checked the caller ID again. It was definitely Sebastian. “Are you sick? You’re calling your ex-wife to ask about a tie? Go ask your girlfriend. Joanna is always in your room; I’m sure she knows. Don’t call me again unless it’s about the divorce.” She hung up, annoyed at having her sleep disturbed.
She tossed the phone aside and tried to go back to sleep, but it rang again. Frustrated, she snatched it up without looking at the number. Assuming it was Sebastian, she answered sharply, “What do you want now?”
A low, amused chuckle came from the other end. It was Matthew Monroe. “Natalie, is everything alright? Did I call too early?” His voice was a pleasant baritone, and Natalie’s irritation instantly melted away.
Realizing it was the mogul, she shot up in bed, her voice turning sweet. “Mr. Monroe! No, not at all! What can I do for you?”
“Right, you mentioned last night that you speak several languages. Do you happen to speak Ardonian? I need a translator for a meeting tomorrow with a partner from Ardonia.” His voice was deep and steady, and Natalie felt a thrill of excitement. Even his voice sounded like money.
She was more than happy to help. In her last life, she had only met Matthew a few times. This time, they had been set up on a date. It was all thanks to her grandfather. “Yes, yes, of course! My Ardonian is excellent. What time is the event?”
“Six o’clock. I can pick you up.”
“No, that’s not necessary,” she said quickly. “Just send me the address. I’ll be there on time.”

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