Chapter 532

“Why would you ban their accounts?” Natalie complained. “Some of them are my fans, you know. They defended me and showed their support.”

She never imagined having a fan base, at least not this early. She was still just a rookie designer, after all.

Despite that, a good number of netizens were speaking up for her amidst all the slander and hate speech. The only catch was that their wording seemed a little… strange.

“I am a good friend of Natalie’s. I assure you that she will never cheat on her husband. Why would she, when they love each other very much? Her husband spoils her at every turn. Not only that, he is also good-looking and an excellent cook.”

“That’s right! Natalie’s private life is spotless. She goes home on time every day after work. She’s a workaholic who’s obsessed in design. There’s no way she would look at other men apart from her husband.”

“Stop besmirching her name, or you will be receiving a lawyer’s letter from me soon!”

The more that Natalie read the comments again, the more bizarre she found the whole situation. She fell into a pensive silence as her mind raced.

No way… Brandon couldn’t have anything to do with this, right?

comment section until she reached the bottom, where she

best wife in the world. I

shift in Natalie’s mood. When he was done, he said, “Stay away

him, hugging him tightly.

by her prompt compliance. “Good girl,”

I’ll drive you to the

stopped

She still harbored some fear due to that incident. She couldn’t bring herself to

you afraid of the paparazzi?” Brandon asked,

cl**ked her t***ue and sighed. “They’re here to snap some photos secretly, but they don’t even know how to hide themselves

work, too. He couldn’t just stay and

Natalie, and then got out of the car to

onslaught of blinding flashes and the sound of shutters, the

to Brandon. “Mr. Larson, how are we going to take photos

Natalie looked at Brandon in disbelief. “You

damage control. We have to make this believable if you want to

sl*pping an arm around Brandon’s shoulder, pulling him closer. It was a picturesque portrayal of intimate lovers — a tall, handsome man and a

cheek and leaned on his shoulder, whispering, “I’m going to work, Honey.” Brandon responded by turning

as Brandon kept on kissing her, paying no mind to the pairs of eyes locked on them. She had never k**sed her husband so passionately in public like this

fi**ger to gently fl**k at the tip of

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