Chapter 3: Triple Surgery Fee

His elegant black suit didn't quite fit in. Especially paired with his expressionless face. Natalie Silvestre felt embarrassed for him. To avoid bursting into laughter in front of him later, Natalie Silvestre quickly twitched the corners of her mouth before opening the car door. "You're late." The man glanced at Natalie Silvestre and coldly remarked. "Waiting is a waste of time. You wasted fifty minutes of mine today." Natalie Silvestre pursed her lips. "Sorry, but when I got the message, you were already here." "I think if you were sincere, you should have at least told me your arrival time in advance." After saying this, Natalie Silvestre bypassed the man and walked towards the golf course. "I think the golf club you're holding is just a souvenir. It's made of pure gold, and the carvings on it were handcrafted by Master Byron Samantha." "How do you know?" As he spoke, the man picked up the golf club and examined it carefully. "Because this club was a gift from me to your father." Natalie Silvestre smiled as she spoke. The man frowned slightly. "You're bluffing." He stopped in his tracks. "I think we're not a good match. I don't like people who lie, and I've heard that you didn't even receive an education when you were wandering around." "I don't know how you deceived my father, but I won't be fooled." With that, he stepped over the turnstile. After the turnstile closed, he turned to look at Natalie Silvestre. "The expenses here are high. If you can't get in, you can leave." Natalie Silvestre stood outside the turnstile with her hands behind her back, wearing a fake smile. She watched the man's figure enter. Finally, she shouted loudly, "We'll meet soon." The man didn't say anything, just quickened his pace. Natalie Silvestre's smile didn't reach her eyes as she took out her phone and called the manager. Soon, Natalie Silvestre heard a voice she didn't recognize. "We entered according to the rules. Why are you kicking us out?" "Jeremiah, doesn't your father own shares here? What's going on?" Natalie Silvestre stood with her hands behind her back, smiling at the two people being pushed out. The man with golden hair was shouting incessantly. And Jeremiah Kenneth remained silent with a dark expression. Natalie Silvestre replied with a smile to the golden-haired man's words, "Because the owner here was refused when he wanted to give shares to your father. In the end, your father only agreed to accept the dividends from those shares." Then, she looked at Jeremiah Kenneth. "We meet again." Jeremiah Kenneth opened his mouth, but before he could speak, two phones rang in the venue. Natalie Silvestre picked up the phone, looking puzzled. "Who needs surgery so urgently that it's worth you calling me?" Jeremiah Kenneth answered the phone, his eyes filled with joy. "Really? Did you really contact the Eastern Divine Doctor?" Natalie Silvestre's hand paused in midair. She widened her eyes and looked at Jeremiah Kenneth, surprised. "You're looking for the Eastern Divine Doctor?" Jeremiah Kenneth frowned. "What's it to you?" The golden-haired man let out a wildly arrogant laugh. "She's definitely going to say she's the Eastern Divine Doctor." "I don't know how Kenneth Teacher got interested in her and chose her to be your wife." Natalie Silvestre looked the man up and down and then smiled. Her disdain was so obvious that it made the golden-haired man feel angry. Pointing at Natalie Silvestre, he loudly demanded, "What's with that look in your eyes?" "Why are you looking at me like that?" "You, an uneducated person, have no right to look at me like that!" Natalie Silvestre crossed her arms, looked at him, and spoke slowly, "Your grandfather, Ivan Gilbert, never spoke like that in front of me." "And, I look at you like this probably because you're being kicked out!" The golden-haired man was frustrated, but he didn't dare to speak. He didn't know what this woman in front of him did, to know his grandfather's name. And Natalie Silvestre just noticed that her phone hadn't been hung up all this time. She put the phone to her ear, but her eyes were fixed seriously on Jeremiah Kenneth. Suddenly, she smiled. Her smile looked very bright, but it gave Jeremiah Kenneth a bad feeling. Sure enough, the next moment, Natalie Silvestre spoke. "Tell the person who invited me for surgery, it's triple the surgery fee." Natalie Silvestre finished speaking, hung up the phone with a smile, turned around, and left. As she walked, she chuckled and said, "Those who were kicked out and those who can't get in, I don't know who's more embarrassing." The golden-haired man's eyes widened instantly, and he stared at Natalie Silvestre's figure with joy. "You slipped up! You're the one who can't get in!" Natalie Silvestre twitched her mouth a few times, stopped in her tracks, and turned to look at the golden-haired man. "Believe it or not, you won't get in here in the future." The smile on the golden-haired man's face froze. He awkwardly turned his head to look at Jeremiah Kenneth. "Jeremiah, this is your future wife. Aren't you going to do something about her?" Jeremiah Kenneth looked serious. "We have no relationship." He looked at Natalie Silvestre and said seriously, "You've told a lot of lies today. I really dislike you, and I hope you don't meet my father again." "I won't hold today's events against you, but I'll tell my father directly that we're not a good match, and I hope there won't be a next time." After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the staff. "I want to ask you, is there any misunderstanding? I'm a lifetime member here." Natalie Silvestre watched his back and smiled. "As I said, we'll meet soon." Natalie Silvestre finished speaking, turned around, and left. Jeremiah Kenneth frowned as he watched Natalie Silvestre's figure. Natalie Silvestre felt his gaze but didn't look back. She got into the car directly. In the car, Viel looked at Natalie Silvestre with a puzzled expression. "Why are we going to the Kenneth Manor? Didn't you just reject the invitation from the Kenneth family's young master?" Natalie Silvestre leaned back in her seat, playing with her phone. "Because the teacher invited me to dinner." "If I'm not mistaken, the teacher should have also invited Jeremiah Kenneth." Viel was surprised. "But you don't seem to like the young master of the Kenyan family."