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 5
Samuel frowned: "5 billion is more than enough to buy this pearl, enough for you to live a comfortable life."
"Natalie," Lily also frowned. She didn't know what Natalie was up to, but she wanted to buy this precious pearl. She bit her lip and said, "Listen, even though you're divorced and have fallen to this point, Samuel still cares about you. For you, when you proposed to him, even though he didn't like it, he still married you, and now you don't want to give up a pearl?"
Natalie's throat was filled with a low, unwarm smile, making people's hair stand on end: "This pearl is really useless to me, but..."
She raised her head, looked into Samuel's sword-like eyes, slowly raised her hand that was holding the pearl, and threw it to the ground.
The pearl shattered into pieces right before everyone's eyes.
No one expected her to be like this; everyone was surprised.
Samuel's expression changed: "Natalie, what are you doing?"
This time, even Lily couldn't help it; her eyes widened in surprise: "Natalie, are you sick? If you don't need it, why don't you let someone else buy it?"
Natalie tilted her head slightly, smiling and saying, "I like it like this."
"You..." Samuel's expression was unsightly. Why didn't he realize that Natalie was so capable and resilient before?
Lily didn't expect her to be so cruel, not daring to say: "This is 5 billion."
"Isn't it just 5 billion?" Natalie laughed disdainfully, clapping her hands lazily: "I can buy a dozen."
After speaking, she walked straight between the two.
Not far from the door of the room, Nathaniel and Elijah stood there, witnessing the scene just now.
Elijah looked at her blankly, and after a long while, he exclaimed: "Miss Natalie... she's amazing."
Nathaniel smiled, looking at his sister. "Very good."
Zoe came back to her senses, stunned. She thought Natalie was going to sell the pearl to Samuel, but...
Natalie finally stood up after falling.
Zoe looked very happy and relieved.
When she passed Lily, she paused for a moment and said calmly, "Not every woman lives by stealing other people's husbands. That's for sure." She glanced at Samuel from the corner of her eyes, sneering contemptuously, "You can be robbed. A man like you is definitely not a good person."
She scolded both of them.
Before Samuel could say anything, Lily couldn't help but say: "Who are you, daring to scold Samuel? Do you know who Samuel is?"
"Compare status?" Zoe raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Do you know the Murphy family?"
Lily, of course, didn't know, but this time she came to New York because she said she was unwell and begged for a long time before Samuel brought her here, but she didn't want to be embarrassed, so she said, "It has nothing to do with me."
Zoe's smile grew brighter, but no matter how she looked at it, she was ridiculed: "Mr. Morgan, don't you know?"
Samuel's face was unsightly, and his voice seemed to come out through his teeth: "Your last name is Murphy?"
"What's wrong with Murphy?" Lily snorted coldly.
"Not really, it's just," Zoe approached, bent down, and said coldly: "My last name is Murphy, and this bar is my family's."
After Lily understood what she meant, she immediately remembered what she had just said, her fingertips clenched, her face red.
Zoe stood up straight and left. From afar came a sneer: "So the heir of the Morgan family in the capital is blind."
Natalie. Bastard.
How could an abandoned woman have such a powerful friend?
Lily's nails dug into her palms, her eyes filled with resentment, but she quickly regained her composure. Fortunately, no one in this world knew the truth. At this rate, Samuel would forever feel guilty because of her.
Hearing himself being scolded, Samuel clasped his fingers together, his thick eyelashes drooped down, his handsome face, like jade, showed no joy or anger, and his breath was a little low: "Oliver."
"Yes." Oliver had always followed Samuel.
Samuel said, "Take her back."
"She" here clearly referred to Lily.
Oliver lifted his lower eyelids; his eyes were cold: "Miss Lily, please."
"Samuel..." Lily didn't want to leave, but when she saw Samuel's cold expression, she thought of the embarrassing scene just now. She bit her lip, turned around, and left.
Only Samuel was left standing in the same place; Caleb walked over: "Samuel, I feel that this girl Lily is really not even half as good as Natalie."
Samuel raised his head, his expression was firm, his expression was cold: "She saved me."
"That was so many years ago, can't you see her scheming appearance?" Caleb squinted his eyes: "It's been many years since you've been out; you can't be so stupid."
"Alright." Samuel interrupted him, walked to the window, and lit a cigarette. In the hazy green mist, his expression was gloomy and incomprehensible: "Our divorce, please keep it a secret."
His thoughts were inherently difficult to guess. Caleb sighed: "It can be hidden for a while, but not for a lifetime, let alone..." He played with the lighter, chuckled: "Lily is eager to become the young mistress immediately, the whole world knows. Um, maybe tomorrow your grandmother will know too."
This direction just happened to be outside the downstairs. Nathaniel opened the car door for Natalie to get in. Closing the door, he walked to the driver's seat.
Samuel looked at him through the space, clearly feeling the warning, slightly frowning. Nathaniel was famous in the business world, but for so many years, Samuel had never seen a woman beside him. It had only been a few days; how could Natalie do that? There was also the young lady of the Murphy family beside him. His mood slightly sank, he brushed off the cigarette ash, hid the emotions in his eyes, and calmly said, "I have my own arrangements."
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The car did not return to Brooks's house but went to a high-end villa.
"The living facilities are complete; you can set your own fingerprint and password later." Nathaniel handed her a key card, his voice gentle: "If you find this place deserted, just go to Wall Street, don't come home for a few days."
"I know." After hearing that, Natalie was helpless: "It's not that I'm weak."
"You are very strong." Zoe followed, arrogantly saying, smiling, and reassuring: "I'm still here, don't worry."
Nathaniel was relieved, nodded, and said, "Tomorrow I will go to the capital to discuss business; your second brother will be back in two days."
"Brother," Natalie frowned and asked, "Are you talking about the Ravenport Chamber of Commerce on the south side of town?"
This is the Brooks family's chamber of commerce, which controls the entire New York area's commercial economy.
This time, the business is with Global Axis Corporation. The largest shareholder of Global Axis is the Morgan family, the most powerful family in the capital.
Samuel's Morgan family.
Nathaniel looked at Natalie, frowning slightly: "You..."
"Brother," Natalie pursed her lips, the corners of her eyes shining coldly, "I want to go too. I have to pay my debts."
Nathaniel sighed, agreeing.
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