Chapter 192

“He has countless women and a horde of illegitimate children. The sight of him makes me sick.”
Sean fell silent. He still wouldn’t see his father, the one person who held the key to this mystery.
The night was beautiful, but Sebastian’s mind was in turmoil. He undid the top button of his shirt, revealing his collarbone. The autumn wind was cool. As he gazed out at the glittering city lights, the thought of the other man, and Natalie’s distrust, made him increasingly agitated.
“Sean, is it possible that in the moments I wasn’t there, that man hurt Natalie?”
Sean’s hands tightened on the steering wheel. “I don’t know, sir. We still have no idea who this man is, and Ms. Sanders is adamant about the divorce.”
He glanced at his boss sympathetically. It seemed he had finally woken up.
…
When Natalie got home, Queena sent her a message saying she wouldn’t be back tonight.
Natalie replied: [Queena, stay safe.]
In her past life, Queena had been fine, but she had gone abroad for a while. Natalie, tied to Sebastian’s side, hadn’t known what had happened to her. The Scotts didn’t know Queena, so Natalie had no information about her situation.
Queena: [Don’t worry, I’m fine. Making money.]
Natalie smiled. Wayne and her grandfather weren’t back yet. She turned on the lights in her room, grabbed a change of clothes, and went to take a shower.
After her shower, dressed in a white silk pajama set, she went to her study. She took out a notebook and a pen and began to draw a diagram of Joanna’s connections and upcoming moves.
With Larry out of the picture, the next person was that boy.
Where could he be?
To the Scott family and Sebastian, Joanna was an innocent girl. If Natalie hadn’t been reborn, she would have never known that Joanna’s talents were on par with any man’s. She was a top student a perennial winner of piano. competitions, and had become a legend after a single dance
performance at a university gala.
She was also skilled in finance and had even started her own company. Wendy had raised her to be exceptional. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ
And Joanna would use these resources to become a top tycoon in ten years, rivaling even Matthew.
Sebastian, on the other hand, had died because of his own foolishness and the truth he couldn’t handle. The day he and Joanną had that huge fight, there was something strange about him, but Natalie couldn’t put her finger on it.
Natalie glanced at the date, her expression growing serious. Marshall hadn’t contacted her recently in her past life, his family’s company had already started
showing signs of trouble around this time, though it wasn’t a major crisis yet. The Spencers, however, had never been able to find the root of the problem.
The company Joanna had secretly registered was funded by the allowance Sebastian gave her, and she had grown it into a powerful entity. There were many reasons she had clung to Sebastian so tightly.
Natalie organized the key players in her mind. Right now, the most important thing was Mr. Wilson’s birthday party.
She shot up from her chair and called Luna.
“Miss,” Luna’s voice was, as always, cool and respectful.
“Luna,” Natalie said, “I need you to tail Joanna until Mr. Wilson’s party. Report every move she makes to me daily. Who she meets is the most crucial part. I need photos of everyone, no matter who they are.”
“Miss, you sound tense. Is something wrong?” Luna asked.