Natalie's emotional fluctuations were only one-tenth of Zoe's. She wore light makeup, but the gap between her eyebrows was still visible.
She didn't pay attention to Samuel, and when she passed him, she just treated him as a passerby.
"Zoe, I'm tired." Natalie slowly walked forward.
Zoe held the camera in one hand. She put her arm around her shoulder, "Then I'll take you home."
"Yes." Natalie's voice was low, without any emotion.
The drizzle was like silk, falling slowly.
"Master, are you just going to let her go like that?" Oliver held up a large black umbrella, asking a rare question.
On both sides of the river, the sound of flowing water echoed.
Samuel looked at her departing back, his thin lips tightly pursed, his cold, handsome face revealing incomprehensible emotions.
"No rush."
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Henry was lying on the sofa, leisurely watching a racing video.
In the video, after passing the obstacle at a perfect speed, the red racing car glided like lightning, rushed towards the sea, and then slowly entered the next race. Extremely exciting, visually stimulating.
"Awesome." Henry patted the sofa and stood up.
The main door suddenly opened.
"Miss, you're back, would you like some afternoon tea?" The servant respectfully asked.
Natalie shook her head slightly, and before she could say anything, she was pulled back by Henry.
"Little sister, I'll show you something interesting." He excitedly handed her the phone, his peach blossom eyes enchanting.
Natalie was forced to watch the video.
She touched the phone for a while, but was not very interested. The corner of her mouth curled up into a slight smile: "I've seen this video."
Henry, who was still waiting for Natalie, couldn't help but exclaim with equal excitement. Unexpectedly, Natalie had already watched it, and Henry, who had considered racing his whole life, looked dissatisfied.
"Have you seen it? This is a precious video of the top racer Sun." Henry was stunned.
Natalie stood up, her eyes lit up: "Yes."
"What do you think of this video?" Henry didn't understand; he searched for a long time before finding it.
Natalie went upstairs, paused for a moment, and quickly returned to normal: "Of course it was given by someone better than you."
Henry: "..."
He suspected his sister of bullying him and had evidence.
Natalie returned to the bedroom.
She removed her makeup and changed into loose, comfortable clothes.
In the mirror, there were faint dark circles under her eyes, enough to prove that she had not slept well recently.
A knock sounded on the door.
Henry's voice sounded outside the door.
"Sister, can I come in?" Henry asked her opinion.
Natalie brushed aside her mixed emotions and replied in a deep voice, "Yes."
"Sister, who is stronger than I?" Henry smelled the sour vinegar scent all over his body.
In the eyes of the Brooks family members, Henry's obsession with racing was nothing more than Natalie's support, so he was happy to share the racing world with Natalie.
Now that his sister had met someone stronger than him, he felt very unbalanced.
Natalie looked at him quietly and suddenly couldn't help but laugh, "Just want to ask this?"
Henry's long, narrow peach eyes were half-closed. He frowned and thought for a few seconds, then added: "Is he really stronger than me?"
Natalie found his serious expression funny; her eyebrows and eyes furrowed, "Not as good as you."
"Almost." Henry was very pleased to hear the answer he wanted to hear. Natalie smiled, making him even happier: "Little sister, come with me to Logan's birthday party tonight."
Logan was a very important figure in the transportation industry. His company was in charge of transporting dangerous goods, which was a prerequisite for transporting other goods.
"Are you so kind?" Natalie asked with a slight smile.
Although Henry was forced by Nathaniel to come into contact with some things at work, for entertainment and communication, he could hide it as much as possible. If you want to race, why drink?
Henry said solemnly, "The flower guard is a person with a duty."
Natalie: "..."
Natalie didn't care; he was just afraid that if he left, with his handsome face, he might not be able to escape the siege of celebrities, and at that time, she would have to come to his rescue.
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At the birthday party.
The melodious piano, the refreshing wine.
The people in the middle of the dance floor were dancing elegant ballroom dances, while others were looking for today's good half with glasses of wine.
The so-called birthday party was actually just a resource exchange in the name of a birthday.
Natalie wore a long black dress, revealing her fragrant white shoulders, and wore a precious necklace around her neck, making her collarbone even more delicate and charming.
She held a glass of champagne, her sharp eyes searching for the person she wanted in the crowd.
As for Henry, because of his outstanding appearance and rare appearances at such occasions, he was indeed surrounded.
"Logan, happy birthday." Natalie had found her prey.
"Thank you." Logan looked at her, his eyes moving slightly, but he still maintained his polite demeanor, "Who are you?"
Natalie smiled back, clearly introducing herself: "I am Natalie, in charge of the Eastern transportation line of the Southern Chamber of Commerce. I made a special trip today to meet you."
Logan's eyes stopped on her, not leaving: "Natalie, your name is very nice."
"Thank you." Natalie still kept a polite smile.
"Why isn't Henry here?" Logan continued to ask.
"He…..."
In the corner, a handsome man saw the two people chatting happily, immediately picked up a glass of good wine from the waiter's tray, walked out of the darkness, and walked towards the bright light.
His jet-black eyes seemed to have a layer of mist, making it difficult to distinguish his expression.
Henry, who had been besieged for a long time, recognized who he was with just a glance, and the direction he was going was exactly where Natalie was standing.
"Beauties, I have prepared a surprise for you." Henry pointed in the opposite direction.
The ladies turned slightly, and Henry took the opportunity to slip away.
Too scary.
Natalie explained to Logan why Nathaniel didn't attend the birthday party, and also explained the reason she came here.
Logan nodded all the way.
"Logan, I believe you have also seen the sincerity of the Chamber of Commerce South, and mutually beneficial cooperation to promote the economy..." Natalie said with a serious and focused look, it was hard not to be attracted.
"Natalie, we've talked too much about work today." Logan interrupted her, finished his glass of wine, and then reached out to her: "I wonder if I'm lucky enough to dance with you today?"
They heard that the birthday star was very big, and the birthday star made such a serious gesture, the eyes of everyone around naturally gathered.
Natalie frowned for no reason, her smile disappeared, and the corners of her eyes were cold: "Sorry, Logan, I don't know how to dance."
"It's okay, I can teach you," Logan said patiently.
"But I don't..."
Natalie hadn't finished her sentence when she saw a dark figure standing in front of her. Logan's raised hand was slapped hard.
"She said she didn't want to dance." His voice was hoarse, his eyes were sharp.
Logan subconsciously stepped back. He raised his head and shyly greeted: "Mr. Morgan, long time no see."
Natalie's frown deepened; no matter what Samuel's current attitude was, his purpose of coming to Logan's birthday party was definitely the same as hers.
Samuel tried to suppress his emotions, only coldly saying, "Happy birthday."
After speaking, he turned to look at Natalie, and a trace of sadness flashed between his eyebrows. Thinking of her forced smile, he felt even more confused.
He said, "Natalie, are you planning to rely on your appearance to negotiate business?"