Chapter 172

Tiana said, “Sure! Let’s meet the day after tomorrow. I’ll pick the restaurant. It’s been forever since we last hung out, and since Zoe isn’t around, there will be just the two of us.”

Natalie replied, “Sounds good. I’ll see you then.”

After hanging up, Natalie lay down to sleep.

The next day, Natalie woke up early to have a seafood breakfast with her grandfather. She was busy preparing for a fashion show and was determined to make this one a success. After all, she had drifted away from her dreams for the past five years.

Lambert looked at her and said, “Natalie, you look great these days. Went out for some fun, did you? What’s the plan for today? I found a few cute guys. Want to go check them out tonight?”

Natalie choked a bit, laughing but also a bit embarrassed. “Grandpa, really? Can we not talk about that first thing in the morning?”

“Why not? Or are you seriously interested in Maurice?” Lambert’s eyes sparked with excitement.

Natalie sighed. She knew her grandpa must have seen the news from yesterday. She hadn’t been following it closely, but she figured Maurice would handle it. Vance’s trending search would surely be countered by him.

She replied, “Grandpa, I’m actually preparing to get divorced. I can’t talk to Mr. Chambers until after I’m officially single."

Lambert understood.

After breakfast, he was dressed and ready to go out, slightly faster than Natalie.

She shook her head. Her grandpa had been looking for love for years and still hadn’t found the right match. Just how picky could he be?

Later, Natalie changed her clothes and headed to the office.

At Garcia Group, Easton had just arrived at the office when Xavier walked in, saying, “Mr. Garcia, Ms. Shawn’s grandpa is here. He wants to see you.”

Easton suddenly recalled that old man. “Bring him up, quickly.”

Xavier looked at him, thinking, ‘He’s about to score points with her grandpa?'

Xavier hurried downstairs to bring Lambert upstairs.

Lambert paid close attention to his appearance when he was out. He was wearing a light blue suit, looking sharp and composed, oozing with an upscale aura.

As he looked at the scale of Easton’s company, he scoffed. Sure, Easton had some skills, but Lambert didn’t think much of him. His granddaughter deserved better.

When Lambert arrived at Easton’s office, Easton stood at the door to greet him. “Mr. Shawn,” he said respectfully, albeit quietly.

“Please, have a seat,” Xavier said, smiling.

After Lambert sat down, he handed Easton a document. “Easton, I’ll keep it short: this is the divorce agreement. I hope you can sign it.”

Easton frowned. 'Is the old man here to force me into a divorce?' he wondered.

He confidently took a seat across from Lambert. “Mr. Shawn, I don’t understand. Why do you want me to divorce Natalie?”

Lambert nearly choked on his words. “Why? Because you don’t deserve her! You should marry someone like Jennifer instead."

“My Natalie never complains; she just lets you be. You should be grateful! If you keep tormenting her like before, this time I won’t hold back. I’ll make sure you and the Simpson family pay!"

“If she hadn’t gone out to save you at 17, falling for you the way she did, I would never have let her marry you."

“She pulled you out of the fire, and her back was burned badly. Do you have any idea how long she was in the hospital? She would’ve given her life to save you.”

He added, “When she got back to the Simpson family and recognized you, she agreed to marry you.

“You almost died and then got into a car accident, but she fought tooth and nail to save you, even forcing me to find herbs on the snow mountain!

“She tried so hard to help you, and yet you let her down. Now you’re dragging your feet about this divorce. What do you…"

“Don’t even think about two-timing her. Sign the divorce agreement and don’t interfere with Natalie’s chance at happiness. Maurice is a better match for her. I’ve been watching him for three years.”

Lambert was furious. Easton, on the other hand, stared in shock, his eyes wide.

“Grandpa, you’re saying the one who saved me from the fire was Natalie?” Easton’s voice trembled, disbelief etched on his face.

Lambert shot up, his anger boiling over. “Easton, I can’t believe how shameless you are! My granddaughter risked everything to save you."

“She never wore backless dresses because when the beam was crashing down, she shielded you with her body, getting her back burned in the process. And after being saved, you didn’t even bother to say thank you before disappearing!"

“Now, sign this divorce paper! My granddaughter prefers young, handsome guys, and someone like you is perfect for Jennifer instead!"

With fierce determination, Lambert pulled out the divorce agreement and shoved it towards Easton. No one was going to keep his granddaughter from being happy.

Easton sprang to his feet, almost in a panic. “Grandpa, I won’t divorce her.”

Lambert’s face turned red in frustration. “What’s the alternative? My granddaughter nearly lost her life for you! What more do you want? Do you want her dead?”

Before Easton could respond, Lambert pressed on, “Let me tell you, even if you died, my Natalie wouldn’t! All these years, if she hadn’t been thinking about you, do you really think your company would be thriving like it is now?

“If it weren’t for her, I would have dealt with you and that worthless Simpson family myself a long time ago. Now that she’s finally ready to leave you, I won’t let you off the hook. Just sign the damn paper!” Lambert’s resolve was unshakeable.

But then Easton’s vision blurred, and just like that, he collapsed.

Lambert stood there, taken aback. “Uh, what just happened?” He glanced over at Xavier, bewildered. “Is your boss really that weak?"

Xavier was confused about what Lambert meant by “weak.” He didn’t really know if Easton was or wasn’t, but right now, the point was to find the guy who looked just like Easton.

He cautiously replied, “Mr. Shawn, I think you might have pushed him a little too hard.”

Lambert was fuming. “This is ridiculous! He’s such a wimp. How can he be this soft? Natalie must be blind to like him. What’s the difference between him and a pile of garbage?"

“Look at Maurice! He’s tall and has that perfect V-shape girls love, with a solid six-pack abs. He walks with confidence.

“Even if a rock fell from the sky, it wouldn’t knock him out. That’s the type Natalie likes! Didn’t you see the gossip from last night?”

Lambert glared at Xavier, who was still holding up Easton. Xavier shook his head, slightly confused.

Lambert’s frustration peaked. “What does your head shaking mean?”

“Mr. Shawn, I’m not really sure what gossip you’re talking about," Xavier said, finding this old man strangely endearing. He might be older, but he was fit and lively, radiating warmth.

“Last night, Natalie and Maurice were all over the news! How could you miss that?” Lambert grinned. “They’re such a perfect match, right? My Natalie is gorgeous, and Maurice is so handsome.