Chapter 233
The recording finally ended, and Samuel Thompson, who hadn’t said a word the whole time, suddenly let out a low laugh.
“I never pegged you for someone with such interesting hobbies, Ms. White. Planning
a little surprise for Mr. Ramirez when he got back p>
Alexander Ramirez shot him a cool look. “You’ve got quite the imagination, Mr. Thompson. Sounds like you might be speaking from experience p>
Samuel just grinned wider. “I don’t have a fiancĂ©e to worry about p>
“Not like you’re ever short on female company,” Alexander replied, his voice icy. The tension between them was so thick it made the whole room feel cold, and Camila White looked like she wanted to disappear.
Her face was burning red as she rushed to explain. “It’s not what you think, Mr. Thompson. Someone must have sent that recording to my phone as a joke. As soon as I opened it, it started playing and I couldn’t get it to stop p>
Samuel dragged out an “Oh,” nodding slowly like he was taking her explanation really seriously.
“So we’ve got it all wrong then. Ms. White and Mr. Ramirez, the couple everyone envies, childhood sweethearts… Why would you need to do something like that? Unless, of course, it’s all for show p>
He glanced over at Alexander, a knowing smile on his face.
Samuel might not have known the truth about Camila and Alexander, but Natalie Watson did. If anyone’s relationship was fake, it was hers with Alexander.
“Seems like you’re pretty invested in my personal life, Mr. Thompson,” Alexander said, his lips curling in a mocking half-smile.
Samuel looked amused. “You’re dodging the question, so your relationship with Ms. White must be rock solid. What do you think, Ms. Watson p>
His gaze landed on Natalie, but she looked away, refusing to answer. She was too tired for any of this, especially after being dragged out of bed at the crack of dawn.
“If you don’t need anything else, I’d appreciate it if you all left p>
She was still in her silky pajamas, just a light robe thrown over them, and definitely not in the mood to play hostess.
Isabella Ward let out a sharp huff and left first. Camila lingered for a moment, shot Alexander a nervous glance, then hurried out too.
Samuel checked his watch. “Want me to bring you some breakfast p>
“No, thanks. I’m not hungry p>
Natalie walked Samuel to the door. The hallway was already empty. They agreed to meet for tea in the afternoon, and Samuel waved as he left.
When she turned back, Alexander was still on the sofa. Natalie stayed by the door, her tone cool. “I need to get some rest p>
He sat there a moment longer, then finally stood and walked over to her. “How’s your foot? Any better p>
Natalie looked away. “Thank you for
asking, Mr. Ramirez. It’s fine now
Seeing him only brought back
memories of his threats, and she
couldn’t bring herself to be friendly.
Alexander hesitated, then left without another word. As soon as he stepped out,
Natalie shut the door firmly behind him.
She leaned against it, knowing he
was probably still standing outside.
But their relationship was just like
Pet
this closed door-once it was shut,
there was no opening it again.
Shaking off the thought, she headed
back to her bedroom.
Alexander lingered by the door until Aaron Lee came up to remind him, “Mr.
Ramirez, your nine o’clock video call is about to start p>
He just nodded and finally walked away.
Natalie slept through the rest of the morning. After lunch in her room
she made her way to the terrace Follow current nová´‡ls on.net
with the best view the whole
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resort, just as she and Samuel had planned.
Samuel was already waiting by the window.
“This table has the best view, so I didn’t bother booking a private room. Hope that’s
okay,” he said, pouring her some tea as she sat down.
Natalie smiled. “It’s perfect p>
She sipped her tea, and out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Alexander and Bruce Ward sitting at another window table with a group of people not too far away.
Suddenly, a sharp scream rang out.
Natalie turned to look. It was the woman who’d been with Steven Wright last night.