Chapter 90
This was clearly not Aaron Lee’s own idea, but Natalie didn’t feel the least bit touched. Besides, her foot barely hurt anymore and didn’t affect her driving.
“There’s no need, Aaron p>
“Well, well, Aaron Lee. When did you get a new boss?” A man’s voice interrupted Natalie mid-sentence.
She turned to see Eric Bailey, dressed in a dark crimson suit. He had just come down from upstairs and had seen Aaron Lee with Natalie, overhearing their conversation. Natalie knew The Bailey Group’s offices were right above Billy Firth’s, so running into him here wasn’t strange.
“Mr. Bailey,” she greeted him.
“Ms. Watson, please. We’re all friends of Alexander’s. Just call me Eric.” After saying this, Eric looked at Aaron Lee with an amused expression. “Did I just hear you call Ms. Watson ‘Mrs. Ramirez p>
Both Natalie and Aaron froze. They hadn’t expected Eric to have heard that.
Aaron Lee offered a respectful smile. “Mr. Bailey, you must have misheard. I was referring to Mr. Ramirez’s grandmother. Ms. Watson accidentally injured her foot while having dinner at The Ramirez Estate yesterday. Mrs. Ramirez was concerned and asked me to be Ms. Watson’s driver for a few days. Mr. Ramirez is aware of it p>
As expected of Alexander Ramirez’s right-hand man, his ability to think on his feet was impressive.
Natalie chimed in, “That’s right p>
Eric looked surprised for a moment, genuinely thinking he had misheard. After all, he knew Alexander Ramirez wasn’t married, and the only woman he’d been linked with romantically was Camila White.
“Looks like I need to get my ears checked,” Eric joked, then asked Natalie with concern, “Is your foot okay p>
“It’s a minor injury. It’s almost healed p>
Worried that more conversation would make Eric truly suspicious, Natalie prompted Aaron to get the car, exchanged a few more brief words with Eric, and then got into the back seat.
Natalie hadn’t checked out of her hotel yet, so Aaron Lee parked the car in a spot there.
“Mrs. Ramirez, I’ll be back in the morning p>
“Aaron, you really don’t need to drive me. You’re Alexander Ramirez’s assistant. If people see you driving me, it could cause unnecessary misunderstandings p>
Eric Bailey was a perfect example. Natalie didn’t want any complications right when they were about to get a divorce.
Aaron looked troubled. “I’m Mr. Ramirez’s assistant, so I have to follow his orders. Mrs. Ramirez, he’s only doing this because he cares about you. He drank a lot last night… and he kept saying your name p>
Saying her name… But the video from last night was still on her phone. His words were crystal clear: he would never regret divorcing her.
“Aaron, thank you for your trouble tonight.” With that, Natalie took her keys and walked into the hotel.
Aaron wouldn’t listen to her. Unless Alexander told him otherwise, he would be back in the morning. Natalie thought for a moment, then took out her phone and sent a text to Alexander.
[Thank you for the kind gesture, but you don’t need to have Aaron Lee drive me tomorrow. My foot is already better p>
After sending it, she went to take a shower. When she came out, Alexander had already replied.
[It wasn’t my idea. It was Grandma’s p>
Natalie was speechless. Just now in the parking garage, she thought Aaron had been quick on his feet. It turned out he was telling the truth. Charlotte Roberts had always cared for her, and her sudden departure today must have left the older
woman
feeling unsettledNatalie. figured if she called Charlotte to tell her not to send Aaron, it would only make her worry more. *Fine*, she thought, putting her phone down without replying.
On the other end, Alexander Ramirez was in Charlotte Roberts’s room.
“Why did you say it was my idea?” Charlotte urged him to retract the message.
After learning that Alexander also
wanted to win Natalie back, Charlotte felt fifty percent more at ease, believing her feigned illness wasn’t in vain. She had tasked him with finding a way to get Natalie to move back into The Ramirez Estate. He had told her it was impossible, but that he might be able to get her back to The Apex Residences. Then she watched him call Aaron Lee and tell him to pick Natalie up from work.
Charlotte had kicked him. “Why don’t you go yourself? She’s your wife p>
“She doesn’t want to see me right now,” he’d replied. Dıscover more novels at
But Natalie still sent the message asking him to call Aaron off.
Charlotte glanced at it and saw Alexander’s reply, instantly
becoming anxious. Wouldn’t this just
make Natalie think he was even
more cold and indifferent?
Alexander calmly helped Charlotte sit down. “If I didn’t say that, she would have
refused no matter what p>