Dumping Him for His Uncle (Natasha and Zachary) novel Chapter 9

"Thanks!" Natasha said sincerely.

Although it was a bit awkward, she was genuinely grateful. It was just that her mouth always worked faster than her brain.

Zachary's lips curved in a faint smile, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"As far as I know, the gemstone on this is taaffeite. Because of how rare it is, each carat can go for tens of thousands of dollars."

As he spoke, he helped her fasten the necklace around her neck.

"Mr. Foster, you've got a sharp eye. But to me, this is priceless. Thank you for returning it."

Natasha gently touched the necklace. Her expression was different from usual.

They were lost in their own thoughts and didn't notice the private room door quietly open a crack.

This meal was well worth it.

Outside the restaurant, Natasha said, "I was supposed to treat you. Why did you still pay the bill?"

She looked slightly embarrassed. Zachary had already settled the check before the meal even began.

"I own the place. But if you feel bad about it, you can treat me next time."

Just then, a man stepped out of a Maybach and hurried over to Zachary, whispering something in his ear.

He looked anxious, but Zachary remained composed. For sure, people at his level would never let their emotions show.

Natasha was still thinking about that when he turned to her.

"Something came up at work. Let's have another—"

"Hold on, Mr. Foster. I know this is a bit abrupt, but did you save a girl seven years ago?"

She knew it would've been safer to investigate in private. But after spending time with him today, she felt like he wasn't the kind of man who would do anything bad.

"Mr. Foster has helped many people over the years. Does Ms. Bradley have any clues about the girl? He might be able to recall."

The well-dressed assistant smiled at her, his gaze fixed on her intently.

"I don't. I was just curious. It's alright," she replied, waving her hands.

She watched them drive away before heading home.

Inside the car, Julian Xander said, "Looks like Ms. Bradley's starting to suspect what happened seven years ago. What do you plan to do, Mr. Foster?"

Zachary was still looking out the window at a figure in the distance. He couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

"Didn't you have plenty of bright ideas? What do you think we should do now?"

Just now, Julian had answered Natasha before Zachary could say anything more.

"You're not mad at me, are you, Mr. Foster? I was just helping build your image in front of Ms. Bradley. Besides, I wasn't wrong. In my eyes, you are a textbook definition of a courageous, upstanding man!"

Zachary's brow twitched. "Textbook definition? Then tell me, what is so good about me?"

"Well, you're handsome, rich, tall, young, strong, smart…"

He could've kept going to list if he wanted to describe Zachary in detail.

"Don't worry, Mr. Foster. Everything's going exactly as planned." With that, Julian stepped on the gas and sped off.

Matthew arrived just after Zachary and Natasha left.

"Finally! Now we'll leave you two lovebirds alone," one of Nicole's friends joked before they all scattered.

"Nicole, you seemed in a rush to see me. What's going on?"

Matthew had just escaped from his father's watchful eye, thinking maybe Nicole missed him. He didn't expect that it was about Natasha.

"I was having lunch with some friends just now. Guess who I saw?"

Nicole frowned, looking slightly troubled.