The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 91 

After that, Natalie hung up the call. 

Perhaps out of guilt, she immediately switched her phone to airplane mode after hanging up. 

This guy slept with me and then maintained an ambiguous, intimate relationship with Yara for these past few years. And now, he‘s trying to act as if he deeply loves me. Does he really think that I‘m some young and oblivious girl? 

Natalie wrapped her arms around her legs and curled into a ball while muttering to herself, “You‘re such a liar, Samuel! I’d never believe you!” 

Staring at the darkened screen on her phone only made her even more desolate than she‘d ever felt before. 

Meanwhile, at the CEO‘s office in Centurion Corporation, Samuel was feeling so frustrated that it was nearly hard to breathe. 

Is she really willing to leave me for just ten million? If she wanted money, I would have given it to her. She could ask for all of my assets and properties and I would still give them to her. She could ask for all of me and I would give myself to her. But she‘s afraid of breaching some contract, and that‘s why we can never meet up anymore? 

“Natalie..” Samuel‘s gaze darkened. “You‘re mine. There‘s no way you can escape from me.” 

Elsewhere at the KINGS bar, Natalie entered a private room that Yandel had booked to see both Yandel and Ross, who were waiting for her. 

as he saw her, Yandel approached Natalie to butter

a bottle of wine and continued, “This is Romani Conti from 1982. It was super hard to get my

give it a

nine upon receiving her compliment. If he had a dog tail, it would have

. 

great! As long as you like it!“. Ross, sitting off to one side and listening in on the entire exchange, widened his

girl is clearly not Natalie. So why is Yandel

voice trailed off before he finally snapped back to reality. “I thought your boss was

did not wear the hyper–realistic mask of a face full of freckles tonight. Instead,

would not have been convenient to access

looked barefaced as well as the hyper–realistic masks she

had forgotten that this was something new for

gradually saying,

in utter shock.

“My face?” 

before yanking the hyper–realistic mask off her face,