Caught Him Cheating My Life Restarted (Natalie) novel Chapter 37

"We didn't arrive together, so why should we leave together?"

When they came, Darren had been in the same car as Marie, while she followed alone in a separate vehicle.

She knew it was their way of putting her in her place, forcing her to watch them from behind.

Lucas said in his childish voice, "Are those security guards here to throw people out? If you don't leave now, it'll be pretty embarrassing to get tossed out, won't it?"

At this, Darren's face contorted with anger, and he stalked away.

Old Mr. Fairchild's stern expression immediately melted into a warm, doting smile as he looked at Natalie. "Natalie, I had no idea you were not only a brilliant doctor but also such a talented artist."

"And I had no idea that Old Mr. Fairchild was the chairman of the Fairchild Conglomerate."

Natalie truly hadn't expected the old man she played chess with at the nursing home to be the head of such a massive corporation.

Old Mr. Fairchild puffed out his chest with pride. "So, now you believe me when I told you to come to me if you ever needed help, right?"

"Yes, I believe you."

After all, this was absolute power.

"That man is clearly a scoundrel. You should get those divorce papers signed as soon as possible."

Natalie nodded. "I will, Old Mr. Fairchild."

Just then, Lucas leaned close to Terence and whispered, "Dad, things are looking more and more hopeful."

...

Lucas held Natalie's hand, not wanting to let her go.

"Natalie, do you have to go? Can't you stay?"

Before Natalie could answer, she heard Terence speak.

"Did you really paint that picture?"

Terence studied her, and Natalie, who disliked having to prove herself, gave a simple answer.

"Natalie, will you wait for me? I'll go get the real painting from my house and give it to you."

Terence interjected, "I believe I am the owner of that painting?"

"Natalie, do you want to know how my family got the real painting? It was a gift from my dad's first love, Rose Everhart, who was once the darling of the capital's high society. But don't worry, Natalie, she died in an accident when she was nine. My dad hasn't loved anyone since his childhood sweetheart. My sister and I were..."

"That's enough!" Terence said, embarrassed. "Do you want to show Natalie the entire Lockwood family tree?"

He couldn't believe his son. He was willing to give away his fortune, but could he please keep his private life private?

"That's a good idea! We could add Natalie's name to it while we're at it."

Terence was mortified. His son's desperate tactics were a bit embarrassing.

Natalie laughed awkwardly. The child was certainly mischievous.

"Lucas, go wait in the car. I want to have a few words with her."

"I get it. Dad wants some alone time. Okay, I'll give you this chance. You better step up your game, Dad, and help Natalie turn that scoundrel into an ex-husband."