Chapter 288

Eason coldly asked, “Who said I was Jennifer’s fiancé?” He thought, ‘Is this really what everyone in town believes?’

Maxwell laughed, “Mr. Garcia, everyone in Shangrity knows you’re Jennifer’s fiancé. You take Ms. Simpson everywhere, and you two look perfect together. I’ll congratulate you now. Be sure to send me a wedding invitation.”

Easton frowned, changing the subject. “By the way, Mr. Spencer, what was this trade you mentioned?”

Remembering his purpose, Maxwell’s expression turned serious. “Mr. Garcia, can you do me a favor? I’ll give you the land in the western suburb if you help convince Natalie to let my son go.”

Easton looked at him thoughtfully, his gaze deep and intense. He thought, “The western suburb land? Maxwell is really willing to sacrifice a lot for his son, offering this prime location!” Easton thought it was worth considering. “I’ll go and try to persuade her later,” Easton said indifferently.

Maxwell smiled with hidden meaning. The western suburb land was something Easton had always wanted. Men could easily sacrifice women for their interests. What he didn’t know was that his son had assaulted a police officer.

In the car, Xavier asked Easton, “Mr. Garcia, are you going to make Ms. Shawn forgive Davian in exchange for the western suburb land?”

Easton gave him a cold glance. He thought, ‘Xavier seems to care a lot about Natalie.’ He said, “You know how important the western suburb land is to our company.”

Xavier fell silent, realizing that for Easton, nothing was more important than the company’s development.

“Mr. Garcia, are we going to the office?” Xavier asked.

Easton looked out the window, his gaze murky and unreadable. “Yes,” he replied.

Easton’s phone vibrated. It was Jennifer.

He pressed his lips together, a deep murderous intent flickering in his eyes, and elegantly answered the call. “Hello,” he said in a low voice.

Jennifer’s heart sank upon hearing his tone.

During her days filming on the island, Easton hadn’t called her once, which made her anxious.

“Easton, I’m back today. Can we have lunch together?” Jennifer asked tentatively.

Easton looked out the window and agreed, “Sure. Text me the restaurant after you book it. I’m heading to a meeting at the office first.” He hung up immediately.

Xavier glanced at Easton through the rearview mirror. He thought, “They say the first love is always unforgettable. How true!”

Natalie went to the company at noon. Luna was waiting for her at the entrance.

“Natalie, you’re still injured. Why are you here?” Luna looked worried.

Natalie shook her head and smiled, “I’m fine. Tiana brought ten models to the company today; I’m here to check on them and give them a few days off.”

Luna looked at her immobilized, severely injured hand and how she drove herself. “Natalie, Jennifer is back today…”

Natalie thought about Davian’s situation. Jennifer must be panicking. She was fine, but Davian was facing jail time. Herbert had failed, and she was starting to worry. She believed Davian could have killed her, but he never expected her to survive.

She laughed coldly, “So she’s back. They’ll be in contact with Maxwell and Layla. Keep an eye on them?”

Luna nodded, “I’ve been watching them, Natalie.”

Natalie felt reassured. As she was about to enter with Luna, Declan blocked her path.

After several days, Declan looked worn out. He wore a black leather jacket and wrinkled wide-leg pants. His usually fair face was covered in stubble, and he hadn’t washed his hair, looking scruffy with noticeable dark circles under his bloodshot eyes. Natalie stepped back a bit, somewhat disgusted. “Do you need something?” Her voice was cold and indifferent.

The winter wind was brisk, ruffling Natalie’s hair and carrying a hint of floral fragrance.

Declan clenched his fists and stared intently at her. Natalie was actually more beautiful than Jennifer; it was just that whenever Jennifer was upset, it created the illusion that Natalie was bullying her.

“Natalie, why did you block me?” he asked.

Natalie jumped at the sudden softness in his voice.

Natalie frowned at him. “Declan, just say what you want. Every time you speak softly like this, you want something from me—always for Jennifer. But this time, no matter what, I won’t agree.”

Declan was taken aback. In the past, whenever he needed something from Natalie, it was to take her things for Jennifer. He said, “I’m sorry, Natalie. I didn’t mean to do anything for anyone. The other night, I called you to help me, and I’m really sorry for what happened that night. I just wanted to apologize. Natalie, all the previous issues were because of me.”

He had wronged her far too much. For the sake of one Jennifer, he had almost destroyed his own mother and sister. He thought, ‘No wonder Mom didn’t want us. She thought we were Nick’s kids, just as bad as him.’

Natalie was taken aback by his words. She thought, ‘What trick is Declan trying to pull this time for that piece of land?’

Natalie let out a cold laugh. “Sorry? Declan, you can’t possibly think saying ‘sorry’ will make me give that land to Jennifer for free. I’ve told you, I have nothing to do with the Simpson family. Get out. Now. If you want the land, have Jennifer buy it for 350 million dollars. I don’t believe you can steal from me like bandits, like you’ve done before.”

Declan started, “Natalie…”

“Luna, throw him out,” Natalie interrupted. “If he ever comes to my company again, kick him out. Put up a sign—Simpson family members not allowed.” With that, she walked into the company.

Declan watched her back, heartbroken. “I am not trying to steal from you. I’m truly sorry, Natalie…”

Luna spoke up, “Enough. Your apologies mean nothing to Natalie. What she needs most is for you to stay far away. The Simpson family members voluntarily cut ties with her, so stop bothering her. The Simpson family are nothing but trash. You kicked Natalie out and now want to steal her things. If you ever show up in front of Natalie again, I’ll expose everything about the Simpson and Tompson families, leaving you with absolutely nothing.”

The mere sight of the Simpson family made her want to punch someone. She found them utterly shameless.

This time, Declan didn’t get angry. It was as if he’d aged overnight after learning his father and Jennifer’s plan—realizing his dad supported him only to ensure he couldn’t even find a job.

Looking at Luna, Declan said, “Don’t worry. I won’t come to bother Natalie again.”