Chapter 72: The Future Mrs.

Natalie Silvestre looked at the steward, who was still lost in his own thoughts, looking down on others. She couldn't help but roll her eyes and didn't want to say a word to this person. She sat back on the garden bench, crossed her legs, closed her eyes, humming a tune in her heart, occasionally tapping her toes, making the steward even more frustrated. On the second-floor corridor, Jeremiah Kenneth saw everything that happened in the garden. "Miles Nixon, don't you think Natalie Silvestre's movement just now was very familiar?" Jeremiah asked, his brow furrowed, looking out the window with a serious expression. Miles Nixon, hands behind his back, frowned, looking out the window, his expression serious. "Yes, sometimes I feel Mrs. Silvestre's movements are very familiar." "It seems like the signature move of the legendary martial arts master Mr. Taiyang." "He used this move to defeat many opponents much stronger than him." "But unfortunately, he never shared his skills, he nev