She became amazing after the divorce
Natalie Brooks, the young lady of the Brooks family, hid her identity to marry Samuel Morgan for love. The three-year cold marriage ended with a divorce when his first love, Lily, returned. Natalie left proudly, returning to her home, the most powerful Brooks family in New York, with her four talented brothers.
Natalie gradually transformed into a strong businesswoman. Samuel was surprised because Natalie was completely different from the image of the weak wife she had been before. He began to waver, remembering the years of living together, but was still surrounded by Lily's weak pretense.
Although Natalie was divorced, she still had lingering feelings, but she chose to strongly confront him, determined to prove her worth. From here, she continuously confronted Samuel and Lily, both to regain what she had lost and to force them to regret ever looking down on her. Meanwhile, Lily always played the role of the "weak girl", taking advantage of Samuel's pity, but she increasingly revealed her jealousy and hypocrisy. Natalie's brothers – especially Nathaniel Brooks and Henry Brooks – were fiercely protective of their sister and wanted Samuel to repent for what he had done to Natalie.
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Chapter 3
Zoe, the only daughter of the Murphy family, was raised by her family's huge fortune since she was young. But in real life, she is a hot-tempered person.
She is always in a hurry, and when she meets Henry, she will pinch him.
Fortunately, Henry has a car race today, so he is not here.
But she has always been afraid of Nathaniel since she was young.
Natalie nodded and smiled, "My brother will not eat you anymore."
Zoe pouted, "That's because you don't know how scary he is."
Who in this city doesn't know Nathaniel?
He has built his own business empire. Now 27 years old, his status in the business world is unshakable, and his way of doing things is called ruthless. Anyone who has experienced it for the first time will definitely not want to tease him a second time.
Right in front of Natalie, he played the role of a kind brother who loved his sister very much.
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Nebula Nightclub is the largest bar in New York, and it is also an auction house. There will be a big auction tonight, and all the rich and famous will come.
Zoe leaned against the window, shaking her glass of red wine. When she saw the handsome man being led upstairs, she squinted her eyes slightly: "Natalie, Samuel is here too."
There was a woman beside him.
Natalie glanced at him, but did not say anything; her phoenix eyes were cold.
Samuel ran all the way from the capital. It seemed that today was really a special day.
Looking at the people passing by below, Zoe took out her phone and called the manager of the nightclub, talking about something.
After hanging up, she turned to Natalie and said, "There is a precious gem that will be auctioned tonight. If you like it, I will ask someone to keep it for you."
"No need." Natalie shook her head. She turned and walked out: "I'm going to see my brother."
When Nathaniel arrived, he met a friend who was talking about work elsewhere.
"Natalie?"
As soon as she went out, she bumped into a group of people. Hearing the man's suspicious shout, Natalie frowned and scolded herself: "What bad luck."
The woman was tall and thin, with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, extremely exquisite, wearing a black velvet long dress, a black wool coat, high heels, all branded goods, extremely beautiful.
This was something he had never seen before.
Samuel frowned, his whole body cold: "Why are you here?"
Natalie tilted her head slightly and chuckled: "Why am I not here?"
"What a coincidence to meet you again." Lily, wearing a white, flowing dress, slender as a willow, smiled slightly and sighed: "Even if you divorced Samuel, you were once the young lady of the Morgan family; could it be that you were banished to this chaotic place just because of famous brands, just because of a difficult life?"
Is Natalie working as a hostess here? Drinking with customers? And this is how she wears famous brand clothes?
Samuel frowned even more solemnly: "Didn't I give you 2 billion already?"
Natalie looked at him for two seconds, then sighed, neither happy nor sad: "It seems you really forgot."
"Forgot what?" Samuel didn't understand what she meant.
"Nothing," Natalie sneered, "What I'm doing and where I am seems to have nothing to do with you. I didn't expect that on this narrow road, Mr. Morgan would bring his little lover to meet his ex-wife?"
She used to call him "Samuel"; her eyes were full of love.
Today, she called him "Mr. Morgan", so distant and cold, eccentric and harsh.
Samuel tried to suppress the inexplicable unease that rose from the bottom of his heart. He frowned, stepped forward, and warned in a low voice: "Natalie, Grandma still doesn't know about our divorce; her health is not good. You should restrain yourself, don't do things you shouldn't do." This offended the style of the Morgan family.
Natalie's eyes were dull; she raised her eyebrows, the corners of her lips curved into a cold and evil curve: "Mr. Morgan, you said we're divorced. What does your family's style have to do with you and me?"
"You..."
"Samuel."
The two of them were very close, and their voices were also low. Lily's eyes flashed, and she walked closer, speaking softly, her voice innocent: "Natalie was definitely forced, after all, she is a girl. She is divorced again, Samuel. Why don't you give her some more money?"
"Natalie." At this moment, a low voice sounded, and several figures walked over. The leader exuded a strong, cold, and unpredictable aura. This face often appeared on the front pages of major business newspapers, and everyone knew him.
Samuel was slightly startled, "President Nathaniel?"
Nathaniel didn't even look at him, let alone respond, just waved to Natalie: "Come here."
Natalie said, "Oh," and walked over.
"Is this Miss Natalie? I've heard of you for a long time, and today I met you, you're really pretty." The handsome young man following Nathaniel looked at her, smiled, extended his hand, and introduced himself intimately: "Hello, I'm Elijah. Nathaniel and I are business partners; we are just normal friends."
Natalie politely shook his hand: "Hello."
"Didn't I tell you not to talk to suspicious people?" Nathaniel tapped Natalie's forehead with his finger, took out a gold card from his pocket, gave it to her, and said meaningfully, "This is a gold card specially designed for you."
Natalie wrinkled her nose: "You've given me a few these days."
Three days ago, after returning home, she had gold cards, car keys, house keys, and all sorts of things piled up.
Nathaniel stuffed the card straight into his sister's coat pocket: "There's no limit to this."
His voice was gentle, but he was clearly talking to the people opposite.
Lily had just finished talking about Natalie's downfall because of money when suddenly her face turned ugly, and she slowly clenched her five fingers.
Samuel didn't give the gold card to her.
Samuel looked at this admiring look, and thought of Natalie getting into the luxury car on the day of the divorce, his mind turned, his eyes revealed a sarcastic look: "No wonder this divorce is so simple, it turns out you have found a new love, the Brooks family in New York. Young Master Nathaniel is indeed a strong candidate."
"What?" Elijah was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Miss Natalie and President Nathaniel are not..."
"Is Mr. Morgan allowed to find new love, but I'm not allowed to?" Natalie interrupted him, looking at Samuel with a cold gaze.
Elijah naturally knew Samuel. Seeing this scene, he suddenly thought of something, touched his nose, closed his mouth, and said nothing.
"Natalie, I heard your voice..." Zoe heard voices outside the door, opened the door, and saw a group of people in the hallway. Her words suddenly stopped, her eyes swept over Samuel and Lily, curled her lips in disdain.
She said to Natalie and Nathaniel, "Big brother, Natalie, the auction is about to start, come in quickly."
Seeing Natalie about to enter the private room, Samuel wanted to call her back to say something, but was interrupted by Lily acting spoiled: "Samuel, didn't you say you wanted to give me that pearl? Hurry up, or else it will be snatched away by someone."
"Wait a minute."
But the nightclub door closed.
Samuel stood there, staring at the door. The pressure in his body dropped, and his eyes darkened.
Lily secretly gritted her teeth, scolding Natalie for being divorced. She had a new love, the noble young master Nathaniel, but still seduced Samuel.
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Inside the nightclub.
Elijah looked at Nathaniel, then looked at Natalie, and hesitantly said: "Aren't you two siblings?"
"It's nothing."
Looking at his eyes, one could guess what he was thinking. Natalie rolled her eyes, then returned the gold card to Nathaniel: "I don't lack money."
She wasn't exactly a fool; marrying Samuel was really giving up everything.
Nathaniel didn't force her.
Elijah was ignored. He touched his nose, feeling that the mysterious young lady of the Brooks family, finally appearing at this time, was really interesting.
Natalie turned to Zoe and asked, "What number will the other gem appear?"
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