From Divorce To Dominance

Darren had been looking into Natalie lately, but he hadn't found any leads. With this situation happening, it was the perfect chance to see what she could do. He might find out useful stuff about her identity. His ex-wife continued to surprise him, and not knowing anything about her was frustrating. Tony hesitated on the other end of the line. "Mr. Lather."

"Leave it at that," Darren interrupted, hanging up before Jack could finish.

Staring at the darkened screen, he lazily ran his long fingers overat. After a moment, he opened Twitter to check on the latest updates,

The online world was in chaos. The first trending topic caught Darren's eye:

The headline "How Many Sugar Daddies Does Natalie Actually Have?" had nearly a billion views, and the original tweet had over five hundred thousand comments,

Darren clicked on it and on it and saw sorts of insults

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Natalie's fans even spell I b**h? Natalie Valalle won't even dare to show her face now, yet you're still defending her? No amount of damage control can change the fact that she's with old men!]

What kind of family raises such a shameless daughter? Just look at those old men. They all come from wealthy backgrounds. Natalie's just a gold digger and a homewrecker. Pathetic!] [Are the director team of f Sweet Love playing dead? Get over here and see what filthy garbage you've been worshipping!] [Women who break up families deserve punishment!]

I've already edited Natalie's mourning photo! Feel free to take it! I'd spit on the grave of a woman with no bottom line! Ughil

Darren's face hardened, and his jaw clenched t

He lifted his eyelids slightly, focusing on a row of neatly her cold fury in his eyes glimmered like a knife hidden in a winter night-sharp, icy, and terrifying

neatly arranged black mourning photos. A cold smile on his face.

Darren thought, 'Some people are really asking for trouble, aren't they? I could give it to them. His expression darkened as he glanced toward Natalie in the distance, his gaze deepening with intrigue. Today, she wore a rose-red off-the-shoulder top, and under the sunshine, her skin glowed like porcelain, making her look even more stunning. Especially at that moment, when she caught his gaze, a faint smile lighting her face. She beckoned him with a playful finger, signaling him to hurry back. Each smile and frown radiated endless charm.

He thought. She probably doesn't know about what's happening online. Otherwise, how could she süll be smiling?

Darren was about to log off Twitter and grab some ice cream when he suddenly spotted another video with a provocative title. [Here's the Proof You All Wanted!] It even tagged Natalie directly, calling her out.

The video thumbnail was shocking, clearly showcasing something scandalous. For a moment, Darren felt a rush of blood to his head. His finger hesitated briefly before he decisively clicked on the video. The footage was shot ambiguously, but any adult could tell what was going on

The surroundings were dimly lit, but Natalie's face was vividly clear, making it impossible to look away. Her long, slender legs took up much of the screen G

Darren gripped his phone tightly, the bright sunlight above him felt harsh and his body was cold all over. His heart raced with anger, and his deep-set eyes turned a dark shade of crimson. The images from the video replayed in his mind, haunting him. Natalie's face flashed before his eyes, her pained expression, and those long legs almost took over all his thoughts, making it hard for him to think clearly. He thought.

That d**n woman! How could she actually dare to do something like this? I could just strangle her right here!"

Darren stepped forward, feeling a surge of anger, his presence like a storm brewing as he stormed toward Natalie. He thought. How dare she betray mel

Darren's breath breath quickened, each stride more forceful than the last as the images from the video replayed in his mind like a broken film reel, every part of him screaming for revenge.

Darren

Suddenly, he

he halted. A thought struck him, and he hurriedly reopened the video. His eyes fixated on the woman's right leg. staring intently. Again and again, he replayed it almost ten times until he finally confirmed it. No tattoo. It wasn't Natalie! Natalie had a palm-sized rose tattoo on her thigh, a reminder of the night they spent together a year ago. Her flawless skin made the red rose stand out vividly.

He remembered it clearly. Not only that, he had touched it before. It didn't feel smooth like the rest of her skin. It was rough and bumpy like it had been burned...

But the woman in the video had no tattoo on her thigh! It wasn't Natalie!

This made Darren's nerves ease, and he exhaled deeply. The storm of rage inside him finally began to calm,

Just then, Tony called again.

Darren narrowed his eyes and answered, "What's up?"

"Mr. Luther, another video just got leaked online! It features Ms. Xavier. Tony struggled to get the words out. Just thinking about that video made him seethe with anger, and he couldn't imagine how Darren felt. As Jack wrestled to find the right words, Darren interrupted him with a firm voice, It's not her."

"What did you say, Mr. Luther?" Tony was taken aback. "Not Ms. Xavier? How can

"Do you really think I wouldn't recognize my own woman? Darren snapped.

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you soilent but quickly explained, "No, that's not it. You know it's not Mrs. Luther. Uh, I mean, it's not Ms. Xavier, but the internet doesn't know that. After this video leaked, Twitter crashed!"

Tony fell

"Shut down the video and have the tech team look into it, Darren said, his thoughts shifting. "It could be an Al face swap. Find out who posted that video.

"Got

it," Tony added, hesitating. "What about the situation with Ms. Xavier and her sugar daddies

Darren said, "Contact those people in the photos. Ask if they can come forward and clarify things. As long as they can clarify, money isn't an issue."

Darren paused for a moment, justifying himself. "Honestly, I don't want to deal with her drama. This is all for Grandpa Henry. Wrap it up quickly and make sure he doesn't see this

Tony thought, I didn't ask! But he nodded and praised Darren, saying, "You're such a devoted grandson, Mr. Luther."

Darren's lips twitched slightly. He recalled Natalie's sarcastic remarks about him being a model grandson, and it felt like Tony was hinting at that too.

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He hung up abruptly, bought some ice cream, and returned to Natalie's side.

Natalie took the ice cream from him and asked, "Mr. Luther, are you part snail or something? Why are you

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"If you didn't buy it, don't blame me for being slow." Darren shot back, giving her a glance. "Have you offended anyone lately?"

"You," Natalie replied without missing a beat.

He thought, 'Asking her is just a waste of time. I should have someone else look into it. With all the bad news about her coming out now, the few people she fought with on the show are probably causing trouble! Darren straightened up, shoving his hands into his pockets and casually gauging her with a sidelong glance.

Just then, Natalie lazily met his gaze. She took a bite of her ice cream, her full, luscious lips slightly parted, still smeared with

a bit of cream. As if she sensed his stare, she playfully licked her lips with her delicate tongue.

Darren's eyes darkened, and he swallowed hard. He leaned closer to her, whispering, "Ms. Xavier, I suspect you're trying to seduce me