From Divorce To Dominance

Andrew thought he must have misheard. He already knew Natalie. He couldn't figure out why he had to pretend that he didn't know her. He frowned, trying to recall something. Two years ago, he gave lessons to Henry because of Natalie's

connection.

At first, Andrew didn't want to go because he was swamped with work. Darren had called him a bunch of times, but he had to politely say no each time. In the end, it was Natalie who stepped in, convincing him to come. Does Darren not know that Natalie and I are acquaintances? Frowning slightly, Andrew fell silent for a moment. Darren, thinking Andrew was wavering, added. "I hope you can help me out. Money isn't an issue."

The sound of a car horn broke through the conversation.

Andrew snapped back to reality, observing the congested traffic, He quickly said, "Sorry, I have an urgent matter to attend to. Let's talk later."

Natalie was waiting for him; if he was even a minute late, she might just twist his head off. He wanted to live a few more

years

Meanwhile in the office, Darren listened to the busy signal with an unpleasant expression as he hung up.

Howard, looking anxious, asked, "What does Mr. Harrison mean? Is he going or not?"

Darren shook his head, unsure.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing his reaction, Howard started to yell, "What are we going to do? No way my dream girl is really going to flop this hard!" Darren was getting annoyed with Howard's constant rambling. He replied tersely, "If she fails, it's her own fault."

"She should have just stayed in her cozy little town. Now, this could end badly for her. If Andrew doesn't show up, the online backlash will be brutal, and by the time she realizes it, she'll have no way to cry for help. The thought made Darren even more agitated. If Natalie i is trying to get my attention, she's undoubtedly succeeded. Is she really that desperate to create a mess in public just to test how much I care about her? This is ridiculous! "What will it take for her to stop acting so immaturely? Does she think I'd really break off my engagement with Vivian?" thought Darren.

"Natalie is just a manipulative woman," Darren suddenly snapped, "Does she think she can get me to break off my engagement? Dream on!"

Howard was left thinking, "What's going on with you?"

Time ticked by. It had already been twenty minutes since Natalie finished that phone call. The online viewership in the live stream had skyrocketed from thirty million to fifty million, with countless people quickly joining to witness the drama. The barrage of comments was off the charts. [Natalie thinks she can get Andrew to come? I'd believe any other wild claim from her, but everyone knows Andrew never agrees to personal invites.]

[Everyone knows that, but she really thinks money can make the world go round. Unbelievable.]

[Nat can do what others can't do. You know nothing, country bumpkins!]

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[You're not any better. Why are you speaking up for Natalie? Did she pay you?]

[Shut up and get lost.]

[I'll put it this way: if Natalie really manages to get Andrew here, I'll shoot myself dead.]

Netizens were fiercely bickering, while Oscar was on edge. The situation was spiraling out of control. If Andrew didn't show up, Natalie would get cursed by everyone.

"Why did Chloe have to stir up trouble? And why did Natalie have to play along? What started as a good show is turning into a disaster! I wanted hype for the show, not a catastrophe!" Oscar thought.

Just as he was stressing out, Bobby chimed in. "Director Pierce, five more minutes passed, and Mr. Harrison still hasn't

shown up."

"I'm not blind!" Oscar shot him a glare. "You don't need to remind me. Use your brain and think of a way out of this mess,"

Bobby cleared his throat awkwardly. "If Andrew isn't here in five minutes, why not just pretend we have a connection issue?"

Since it was a live stream, connection problems happened a lot. They could just say they got disconnected and then act like nothing was wrong.

Bobby thought it was a perfect plan, but Oscar slapped him on the forehead. "You think viewers are fools? They'd roast the show!"

Bobby recalled a recent crisis, suppressing his lips and looking at his watch. Three more minutes passed. He suddenly felt too scared to watch the live stream. If Natalie flopped, even he would feel embarrassed. The atmosphere was tense, and everyone subconsciously glanced at their watches. Meanwhile, in the live stream, the viewers had started a countdown.

[Last minute! Dear viewers, welcome to Natalie's spectacular trainwreck show!]

Natalie is going to be my wife. Anyone who messes with her gets a lesson!]

Is there still someone hyping up Natalie?]

[Let's countdown together!]

Ten! Nine! Eight....]

As it approached the moment to rip Natalie apart, Chloe stood there smugly, not hiding her triumph. She was sure Natalie couldn't get Andrew to come, thinking Natalie probably didn't even know who he was. Chloe sneered and looked over, only to see Natalie calmly sipping her coffee, casually lounging with her legs crossed. 'Unbelievable-she's acting cool till the very last second!" Chloe thought. Six..

Chloe shouted, "There are only five seconds left! Where's Mr. Harrison?"

Natalie elegantly smiled, blowing on her coffee before replying c**ly. "Don't worry, he'll be here any

second."

Chloe didn't buy it "If he was coming, he'd be here already. If you can't get him here, stop bragging. He can't fly over in two

seconds!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Everyone turned, and when they saw who it was, they collectively gasped. Chloe's smile instantly froze, her expression Fri, Sep 20

turning comically awkward.

"No way! How could Andrew show up here? Did Natalie actually invite him?' she thought.

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Andrew stood by the door, tall at 6 feet. He wore a crisp white robe, and his long hair was neatly tied back. He was super good-looking, kind of like a charming hero from an old story, with a captivating gaze from his elegant eyes. Everyone was stunned into silence, caught off guard by his striking appearance. Seeing their reaction, Andrew seemed unfazed. He glanced at the door number before politely asking. "Is Ms. Simpson

here?

"What?! He's looking for Tessa?! Isn't he supposed to be here because Natalie sent for him?! people wondered.

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