Chapter 67
Sebastian’s hands, hanging at his sides, clenched into fists. “I’m just seeking the truth. This isn’t about bullying.”
Queena’s sharp eyes studied his face, and she saw something there. Her brow furrowed. “It seems I need to sever the connection between you two. You’ve wounded Natty too deeply. You’ll be the death of her, her utter destruction. If that’s the case, then I’ll cut the ties myself.”
“You dare?” Sebastian’s eyes blazed with murderous intent as he threatened her. “Queena, I’ve had you investigated. If you dare interfere with my marriage, I will make you regret it. I will turn your entire spiritual retreat into a pile of rubble.”
But Queena was not afraid. “Go ahead and try. But I will not allow my best friend to be torn to shreds.”
Queena had made up her mind.
Sebastian’s threats had failed. He balled his fists, veins popping on his arms. A powerful, cold aura radiated from him, sweeping through the room like a storm. Queena frowned but stood her ground.
Just then, Natalie emerged from the bathroom, dressed.
“Queena, let’s go.” She walked over and grabbed her suitcase.
Queena saw how fragile she looked. She took the suitcase from her and followed Natalie downstairs.
On the first floor, Sebastian’s phone rang again. It was Joanna. He glanced at Natalie’s downcast figure walking ahead of him and ignored the call.
“You’ll ride in my car. Natalie, you’d better not try any tricks.”
Queena snapped, “Shut up, you bastard! Can’t you see how unwell Natalie is?”
Sebastian’s gaze was glacial. “I see someone who’s afraid.” TÊœe source of this á´„ontent ɪs.net
Natalie’s head shot up. “Where is Joanna?”
Sebastian looked at her intently. “At the Scott family estate.”
“I’ll go to the estate. I’m not scared, and I’m not running. Mr. Griffith, you don’t have to worry about me playing any tricks. Do you remember what I said before?”
“However you bullied me, I will bully you back in kind. So yes, I will most certainly go see Joanna and Marshall.”
With that, Natalie walked out.
Sebastian’s face was a grim mask as he got into his own car.
Scott
Once in her car, Natalie called Luna. “Luna, get the video of Joanna ordering the hit on Mrs. Spencer Sr’s bodyguard. Bring it to the estate. If I’m not there yet, wait for me at the gate. And if Mrs. Spencer Sr’s bodyguard has recovered, bring him with you.”
“Yes, miss,” Luna replied.
Queena drove, seething with anger. She didn’t ask what had happened; she knew
she would find out as soon as they arrived at the Scott estate.
The drive back took an hour. Natalie was silent the entire time, her eyes closed as she rested. Sebastian’s car followed them closely, pulling up night behind them as they stopped at the gates of the Scott family estate.
Luna was already there, waiting.
When Natalie got out of the car, Luna approached her. “Miss.”
“Is everything ready?” Natalie asked.
Luna glanced at the car. “Yes. The man is inside, and the video has been sent to Marshall. If that idiot still doesn’t believe it after seeing the video I find a way to take him out myself. Luna’s
ice was cold. Keith
had already prepared everything on
his end.
Natalie smiled and patted her arm. “Don’t worry. Marshall isn’t that stupid. We’ll go
in first. I’ll call you when it’s time to bring him in.”
Luna understood and forwarded another video clip to Natalie’s phone.
Sebastian’s car drove straight through the gates. It took Queena and Natalie a bit longer to walk in.