Chapter 320 A pathetic life, where did the spoiled princess temper come

from?

Seeing that Julian had already made his position clear, Niki naturally refused to fall

behind. She chimed in, “Yeah, Natalie, that’s not where you should go. Come back.

quickly!”

“If you wanted to play the hero and hope that Julian would look at you in a better light

because of it, I’d say you’re better off not wasting your efforts.”

Trying to please a man also requires considering the situation.

Acting like Natalie, disregarding the occasion and rushing outside recklessly, can only be

described as foolish.

What’s the Spears family anyway?

It’s not somewhere she can just take credit for herself.

“If you keep going forward, all you’ll get is humiliation. It’s better to stop here and wait for Julian to arrange what to do next.”

Niki said, involuntarily crossing her arms and looking disdainfully at Natalie not far

away.

Disgust was about to overflow from her eyes.

Upon hearing these words, Natalie abruptly halted her steps.

Niki wanted her to obediently wait and see what Julian would arrange next?

Ha… how ridiculous.

Natalie couldn’t help raising an eyebrow. Waiting for others to arrange everything? Was

she a child? Did she have no opinions of her own?

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Or did she lose any of her own will after leaving a man?

Living entirely depending on a man, huh?

She couldn’t be bothered with the two of them, completely ignoring the questioning

voices behind her, and continued walking forward.

One step after another passed beneath her feet as she approached the top.

“Natalie.”

The voice of the man behind her echoed once again.

The content was the same, but this time it carried an angry provocation.

“I told you not to go, didn’t you hear me?”

“The Spears family is not where you should be. Come back.”

He had said this once before, and now it was the second time. Julian didn’t want to say it

a third time.

Natalie could be foolish at times, but he didn’t expect her to

were somewhat

sense.

was the Spears family in New York, not a place for her to play

understand Natalie’s desire for attention, but it

He didn’t like it.

you can sacrifice your dignity and aren’t afraid

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extremely cold, devoid of

Natalie’s steps abruptly stopped. Her figure swayed,

his words.

of wind blew, lifting the woman’s hair,

fragile.

Natalie’s “fragile” figure and squinted

intensifying.

Natalie trying to imitate her by pretending to

What a joke! What can a substitute

fragile?

Natalie was trying to get Julian’s

just uttered his decisive words, and she couldn’t hold on

laughable.

wind blew through the woman’s light green cheongsam, causing

could collapse at

at the woman’s fragile figure and suddenly felt a twinge of guilt.

too harshly just

of the moment and

must have hurt

not even stopping for a second, the

blame was on

she had stopped right when he said it the first time,

stuff?

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time, he still maintained a pleasant demeanor, but she ignored his words,

her

with me to

wasn’t entirely his fault, Julian reluctantly decided to be the bigger person and dragged

surely become

didn’t turn back, Instead, she slightly bent down and picked up a blade

the grass with utmost

resumed walking forward as if the

didn’t exist.

did she

they didn’t expect her to do it just to pick up a

had just softened, instantly

angry.

enough. His patience

or you’ll face the consequences!” The man’s forehead showed a

think my words went in one ear and out the

at a distance and not familiar with

roadside wildflower to

But Natalie was different.

“little grass” she held in her hand was an extremely precious herb,

herb came from. Perhaps the gust of wind had brought it to her

had ended up at her feet,

the herb in her hand, a hand with bulging veins suddenly reached out from behind and

doing?”

a chance to look at the man

half-crouched, and reached out to retrieve the

emerged from the green herb. The foot appeared small and cute, but

ruthlessly stomped on

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