Marshall’s smile was alluring. Yes, alluring. It was the first time Natalie had ever seen a man, especially Marshall, smile with such captivating charm. It was quite handsome.
Natalie froze for a moment. This man could truly make a woman's head spin.
But he was friend material, not husband material.
She wondered who could ever tie a man like him down.
Marshall's cheerful voice broke through her thoughts. "Natalie, we may be camping on an island, but that doesn't mean we have to feed the mosquitoes on some deserted rock. We'll sleep on the yacht tonight. I checked the tides; it's safe."
Natalie considered it. The pampered prince probably couldn't handle roughing it. Fine, she'd let him have his way.
"Let's go."
Once they boarded, the captain set sail. The scenery was picturesque, and a sense of calm washed over Natalie.
Whenever she was in a bad mood or exhausted, she used to go to the seaside and just sit, enjoying the beautiful view.
Behind them, Sebastian's yacht followed, but the trio in the cabin remained oblivious.
The journey would take two hours, and Susan had brought a deck of cards.
The three of them started a game of poker. Natalie loved playing cards. Back on the island, her three brothers would often play with her at night. Sometimes they'd intentionally lose, showering her with gifts or money.
It would make her happy all night. Thinking of her brothers' kindness, Natalie smiled.
Why hadn't she understood it before?
Some family ties, even those bound by blood, weren't genuine. Some were just schemes.
Owen was the one who had always doted on her the most.
Natalie sent a message to their group chat.
[Remember when we used to play poker together?]
They all replied, telling her to have fun, and each of them even sent her some money. Only Owen remained silent.

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