Chapter 275

Easton’s face instantly hardened with a jolt as he yelled, “This is Natalie’s way of getting my attention. I kicked her out of the car, and now she’s getting back at me with this. It’s absolutely absurd. I’m not going to see her, and don’t bring up her name again.”

After coldly saying this, Easton turned and walked away.

Xavier watched his uncaring figure walk away, slightly pursing his lips. Maybe it was better this way; Easton wasn’t worth it. He didn’t mention Natalie any further and planned to visit her after work.

On the island, Jennifer had just finished filming when Oliver handed her the phone with a sly grin. “Ms. Simpson, we just instigated that fool Davian a little, and he went after Natalie.”

Jennifer wasn’t satisfied as she watched the news. “Why wasn’t Natalie killed in the accident? It failed as long as she’s alive.”

Oliver said, “Natalie must have reacted pretty fast at that moment. Just when the car was about to turn, she jumped onto the hood. She wasn’t hurt seriously, but our goal was achieved. It was enough to ignite a fight between Murray and Davian. We’ll be the ones who benefit when they both get hurt.”

Jennifer thought this plan was pretty good. Her eyes flickered with a strong murderous intent. “If it weren’t for Natalie, the Spencer Group would have been ours long ago.”

Oliver’s lips curled into a sinister smile, like a demon emerging from the depths of darkness, filled with endless malice and schemes. “Ms. Simpson, the Wayne Group will soon be ours. Colin is really infatuated with you. I’ve got everything set up; we’re just waiting for the right moment to make him collapse.”

Knowing how reliable Oliver was, Jennifer felt at ease. “Okay. Let Lucy and her group find an opportunity to take action regarding Davian. However, it must be done neatly. The dirty work must be done by someone else; we must never get involved ourselves.”

Oliver sneered, “Ms. Simpson, Spencer is our tool.”

Jennifer smiled, her peerlessly beautiful smile hiding deep malice, like the frost in the dead of winter, cold and venomous, making one feel as if they were in an ice cellar.

One hour later, Natalie was pushed out of the examination room and moved into a high-end hospital room. Chris came in with her medical record, followed by Jacob.

Jacob looked at Natalie’s pale face with deep concern. “Natalie, does it hurt?” His voice was filled with suppressed emotion.

Natalie looked at him and smiled. “Jacob, of course, it hurts.”

Chris signed the papers before saying, “Luckily, it’s the left hand that’s injured and it’s not too serious. The skin on the arm was damaged, but after some rest, it should be fine. No bones were hurt. And there are also severe abrasions on your back. Natalie, you were really lucky this time.”

Natalie smiled, thinking it was thanks to her grandfather who had her practice martial arts since she was young. It kept her body strong and ensured she reacted quickly. If one didn’t exercise, their body’s responses and thoughts slowed down. Frequent exercise improved reflexes and could help people respond fast in emergencies. These were things her grandfather used to say to her, and now that she was in this predicament, she could appreciate his good intentions.

“Chris, you know how skilled I am,” she said with a mischievous smile and a sweet voice. “I respond as quickly as I can when danger arises–for example, diving is extremely dangerous in the ocean.”

“Speaking of diving, it’s winter now, should I wait until spring to learn?” Chris was a bit troubled. Learning to swim in winter was cold, and as the hospital director, he had a lot of responsibility and spent most of his time at the hospital.

Natalie laughed in exasperation. “Chris, after so many years of learning, you still haven’t grasped it. Maybe you should just quit it. You can wait on the shore when we go fishing. I’ll catch some fish for you. Just tell me what kind you want. Deep-sea grouper is the best. I’ll take you there to try it next spring.”

Natalie knew he really wanted to go, but he was just too scared. Chris had to retake the driving test four times before passing when he was first learning to drive. He could handle a scalpel but not a steering wheel. In the end, she helped him calm down and finally pass the test.

“Haha… that sounds great, but I still want to dive myself. Alright, I won’t disturb you; get some rest.” Turning around, he saw Jacob standing firmly in place. This guy, with a better physique than him and taller, exuded an aura of dominance that was not to be underestimated.

Chris said, “Jacob, you stay here with Natalie. If she needs water or anything, give her a hand.”

Jacob nodded. “Sure.”

After Chris left, Jacob went to get some water for Natalie. “Natalie, have some water.”

Natalie smiled. “Jacob, there’s a straw in the bedside drawer. Can you grab it for me? It’s easier to drink with a straw.”

“Got it.” Jacob found the straw, tore open the package, and put it into the drink. He held the cup as Natalie turned her head to sip twice, and her dry mouth felt much better.

“Okay, that’s enough. Thank you.” Natalie smiled, looking at his handsome face.

He said angrily, “Natalie, I saw the news. The person who hit you is so arrogant.”

Natalie was a bit surprised, thinking, ‘How did it end up in the news?‘ She asked, “Jacob isn’t there anything online about who hit me?”

“It was a member of the Spencer family, Davian Spencer,” Jacob said, noting that the users online had uncovered Davian’s identity.

Natalie quickly pieced everything together. Davian’s father has always sought to dominate the Spencer family; surprisingly, she saved Emma from death the last time, which thwarted Maxwell’s schemes. That was why Davian targeted her. It seemed Davian had been following her, and today was just the opportunity he needed.

She smiled as she saw Jacob’s rage and reassured him, saying, “Don’t worry. I’m fine. I will have my problems with them resolved."

“Natalie,” Murray’s concerned voice came from the doorway.

When Jacob saw Murray, who was unparalleled in the world, a fierce aura of animosity flickered in his eyes. Murray had a very handsome face.

Murray also noticed Jacob and was taken aback, asking, “Natalie, why is there another gigolo around you?”

Natalie was speechless. She thought, ‘Seriously, does he even think before he speaks? If he can’t talk properly, he should just say less. He makes it sound like I’m a terrible person.‘

She said, “What nonsense are you talking about? This is my friend, Jacob Parker.”

“Uh… your friend? How come I never knew you had such a handsome friend?” Murray frowned. He didn’t like this boy who was almost as good-looking as he was, making him feel uneasy. There was a natural rivalry between men. So many handsome men were around Natalie.

Natalie chuckled, looking at Jacob’s innocent face. He really was good-looking. She asked, “Murray, did you come because of the news?”