Chapter 335

The man replied, “Silly girl, of course, I love you. You’re my woman–how could you belong to anyone else? Didn’t I give you the drug? Just use it to daze him.

“After you drug him, what can he possibly do? You’re smart; you know exactly what I mean. You’re mine, and I won’t allow you to get too close to him.”

Jennifer’s eyes were filled with tears. She didn’t know why she was crying; it just felt like his words were all intended to comfort her.

“I understand. I’ll look for the right moment to act,” Jennifer said. Her mood was as bleak as the falling winter snow.

The man continued, “Good! The land you bought for the Spencer family has already attracted numerous investors thanks to our people working behind the scenes. Once this project is completed, we’ll be one step closer to our goal.

“The Garcia family is flourishing, and that benefits us too. Jennifer, everything I do is for our future. I know your dreams, and I’ll make sure they come true.”

Jennifer’s heart softened as she listened to his gentle words. Her love for him overcame her suspicions. “Alright, I understand. Don’t worry–everything will go according to plan.”

“Good! Jennifer, I love you,” he said, his voice tender and indulgent.

Jennifer’s cold heart suddenly warmed up when she heard these words. “I understand. Thank you for loving me. You’ve made me so happy!”

She hung up the phone with a smile, then headed to a restaurant, and called Oliver, asking him to join her for dinner. Easton arrived at the office and had just sat down in his chair when his phone buzzed with a message. Picking it up, he saw it was from an unknown number.

The content of the message made his blood boil; his eyes blazed with anger.

Jennifer was even more malicious than he had imagined. It seemed that once again, he would have to let Natalie down. He took a deep breath and called Xavier into his office. Xavier came in carrying dinner and said, “Mr. Garcia, here’s your meal.”

Easton nodded and gestured for him to put it down. Then he handed over his phone, showing Xavier the message.

Xavier read it and was shocked. “Oh my gosh, Mr. Garcia, is Jennifer really planning to go after you now? What’s our next move? Is the message reliable? Who sent it?”

Easton opened the meal box and said, “I don’t know who sent it. We’ll play along and see when they make their move. This stays between you and me.”

Xavier looked at Easton sympathetically and thought, ‘It’s bad enough that no one loves him, but he’s been targeted like this all the time.

‘He always thought that Jennifer was the one he was meant to love, only to find out that she was malicious and had other motives around him.’

Easton took a bite of his food but found himself lacking an appetite. He asked, “After Wendy’s company went bankrupt, did we find out who acquired it?”

Xavier replied, “A woman named Lucy Young, but she’s not the real buyer–just the CEO of the company. There is someone…

“However, we’ve come across her name before in Bernille. When Murray was set up in Bernille, this woman was behind it. It’s highly likely that she works for Jennifer. I got this information from Mr. Shewn, Mr. Shaw…”

“Call her Mrs. Garcia, she’s my wife now. Why are you still calling her Ms. Shawn?” Easton interrupted angrily.

Xavier froze. “Mr. Garcia, I used to call her ‘Mrs. Garcia; but then you said, ‘A girl from an impoverished town doesn’t deserve to be the Garcia family’s matriarch.’”

Easton was speechless, his face burning with embarrassment. His expression darkened as he said, “I have already changed my mind. Keep a close watch on Jennifer. Find a way to get her phone and transfer all the data from it.

“The person who called her today is likely the one pulling the strings behind her–and my father’s illegitimate child. I’ve looked into three possible candidates, but none of them have any connection to Jennifer.

“My father is an unfaithful jerk and had numerous lovers. The woman he proposed to years ago had a son and a daughter, both of whom live abroad under tight protection.

“The one we’re after remains hidden in the shadows–someone I’ve never met but who looks exactly like me. He will definitely come back before next winter, but before he returns, we must find out who he is.”

Easton’s eyes were full of gloom; it was all a calculated scheme.

Xavier thought the situation seemed simple enough. “Mr. Garcia, if you step in, you can definitely get the phone. But I’m worried Jennifer might have a second phone. The one she uses daily might be clean, while the other holds all her secrets.

“They each have two phones–one for public use and the other filled with private information.”

Easton didn’t respond and continued eating his meal in silence.

Xavier handed him a tablet and said, “Mr. García, I’ve found something that might surprise you. Nick has moved in with the woman he was caught cheating with at Mr. Wayne’s banquet. What’s more, Jennifer calls this woman ‘Mom.‘

“Is there a chance that Jennifer is actually Nick’s real daughter, and to bring his illegitimate daughter home to enjoy the good life, he abandoned Ms. Shawn, I mean, Mrs. García?”

Easton’s hand froze mid–motion. Then he ordered, “Investigate immediately. Find out the connection between Nick and that woman. And run a paternity test. As soon as possible!”

He was aware of how despicable Nick was.

Xavier nodded. “Understood. I’ll get someone on it right away.”

After quickly finishing his dinner, Easton pulled out Natalie’s USB drive, plugged it into his computer, and started going through the contents. The more he looked, the more astonished he became. This was exactly what he had been looking for.

He had no idea how Natalie had managed to do that, especially right under his nose. At that moment, he realized how much he had overlooked about her.

He watched the files carefully until the very end, feeling completely satisfied. The project, ready to launch in six months, would take the Garcia Group to new heights.

He checked the time; it was still early. Natalie hadn’t gone to sleep yet.

He removed the USB, cleared all traces from the computer, grabbed his car keys, put on his coat, and left the office with purposeful strides.

After Maurice dropped Natalie off at home, he returned to handle his own work.

Alone at home, Natalie finished a long–distance call with Valerie and went to take a shower. Afterward, she entered the study, still seething about how Easton had taken her USB drive and even threatened her.

She opened her laptop and sipped from the cup of hot milk beside her as she resumed working on company matters.

Twenty minutes passed as she focused intently. Carl had sent over numerous files, and her eyes were beginning to blur from all the reading.

She massaged her temples. The backlog of tasks from the past two weeks felt endless. After managing to get through two emails, she felt utterly drained.

She picked up her milk and took another sip, suddenly wondering who had warmed up her milk. At this hour, the housekeeper and maids had all gone home.

Natalie abruptly stood up and was startled by the figure standing in the doorway.

Her eyes widened in shock. Then she glanced at the hot milk on her desk and demanded through clenched teeth, “What… what are you doing here?”