At that moment, several security guards hurried over and surrounded Natalie.
Darren's gaze was intense. All she had to do was say she was his wife, and this whole embarrassing situation would be resolved.
It was time for her to realize that without him, she didn't even have the right to stand here.
The socialite fumed, "I am Mrs. Ashford of Celestia Holdings Corporation. What kind of job are you security guards doing? Letting this kind of low-life in. Get her out of here immediately!"
A guard, adopting an official tone, addressed Natalie. "Miss, do you have an invitation? Or could you please present some form of identification? Which company's daughter or wife are you?"
Before Natalie could speak, Mrs. Ashford interjected, "Look at her! She's obviously a gold digger who came to the gala to hunt for a man. Daughter? Wife? Don't make me laugh. Just throw her out!"
Natalie's eyes met Darren's across the room. She didn't have an invitation; he had arranged for her to get in.
And now he was just standing there in the crowd, watching the show.
Watching her be humiliated.
Darren stared back, his expression unyielding.
She was about to be thrown out, and she still wouldn't show any sign of yielding to him?
All she had to say was, 'I am Lady Natalie of the Cross family,' and see who would dare touch her.
Their eyes locked, a silent battle of wills raging between them.
The guard's tone grew more aggressive. "No identification and you dare to sneak in here? Get out!"
Suddenly, a sable paintbrush, dripping with black ink, flew through the air and smacked a guard right in the face.
The guard yelped, his face instantly smeared with black.
He roared, "Who the hell threw that?"
"The name's Lockwood. I'm the young master of the Lockwood family, and I specialize in curing snobbery. If those eyes of yours are just for show, I might as well pop them out and use them as marbles!"

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Caught Him Cheating My Life Restarted (Natalie)
I love the sarcastic comebacks. Quite amusing!...