Chapter 32

Murray glanced at Easton, sure he was in on some scheme with Jennifer, targeting the Spencer family. “Alright, Easton, Jennifer, I hope you’re not behind my grandmother’s troubles and that bodyguard’s accident. If you are, I’ll make your lives hell.”

He then turned to Emma, speaking softly, “Grandma, let’s get you home to rest.”

Emma, her gaze sharp, spoke to Jennifer, “Jennifer, I don’t have proof, but a video shows you throwing something in the pool after you parted with Easton. Without evidence, you slipped through. Next time, luck won’t save you.”

Then she turned to Murray, her voice firm. “Murray, Ms. Shawn is a fine, kind woman. You should get to know her better. In just an hour, I could see she’s genuine and down-to-earth.”

Murray recalled Natalie’s decisive moves, feeling a pang of envy. He smiled through a wince, “Ouch… that hurts,” the pain in his hand still echoing.

Emma’s concern was etched on her face as she asked, “Is your hand alright?”

Murray shook it off, “It’s fine, just a bit painful.”

Easton frowned, wondering about Natalie’s medical skills. He briefly thought she could have helped with his eye, but then he remembered his grandma had set him up with that doctor. What he couldn’t understand was her knack for setting bones.

Easton’s agitation grew. To Jennifer, he said, “Go back and rest. I have things to handle.”

Jennifer clutched his hand, her eyes pleading, “Easton, won’t you stay with me? I’m feeling really low.”

Without a word, Easton walked away, his mood heavy with doubt from Emma’s words. Jennifer had indeed left the banquet hall briefly…

‘But she is gentle and kind; she couldn’t do anything wrong. It must be Natalie spreading lies about her to Emma.’ This idea calmed him; he was sure it was Natalie’s fault, having seen her malice before.

As he recalled Natalie’s words by the elevator, accusing Jennifer of framing her every time, he sneered inwardly, ‘Ridiculous. I’ve seen those happen myself!’

Watching Easton leave, Jennifer cried in anger, upset that he was leaving her behind for the first time.

Wendy comforted her, “Let’s go home, Jennifer.”

With a nod, Jennifer agreed, “Okay.”

The party rolled on, with guests feasting and the Spencer staff ensuring everything ran smoothly.

Once in the car, Easton asked Xavier, “Where’s Natalie?”

Xavier gestured across the street. “Ms. Shawn is on a blind date. The guy she’s with is quite the looker, and they seem to be hitting it off.”

Easton pulled open the car door and strode directly towards the restaurant.

Inside, the gentle music created an elegant and soothing atmosphere. Natalie was savoring her steak and deeply engaged in conversation with the man opposite her, Maurice Chambers.

Maurice was young and successful, having climbed the ranks in a foreign land for years before returning home. She knew he was on track to become a leading tycoon in a few years.

In her past life, she had encountered him at a party upon his return. This time, thanks to her grandfather, she met him sooner.

Never in her wildest dreams did Natalie imagine that the blind date she was here for was with the very tycoon she had admired in her past life, Maurice.

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, fueled by their shared experiences in Rasvigas, where Natalie had studied.

As Easton entered the restaurant and witnessed this scene, he was about to approach when an unseen force held him back.