Chapter 6

Natalie felt a sharp pain in her heart. She had just helped him, yet within five minutes, Taylor was already humiliating her in front of everyone. "Grandpa, I don't need the shares. Please, don't be upset," Natalie said, gathering her composure. Her only goal right now was to patiently wait for the three-year agreement to end so that she could be divorced. She neither wanted nor would she seek anything more. George's expression softened with a hint of pain. "Natalie, listen to me. It's settled. I don't want to argue with that ungrateful brat anymore. It's my fault, and the Jones family owes you. If you can't make it work after a year, you can proceed with the divorce as planned. "I'm old and tired; I can't handle this anymore." Taylor stood up from the couch and fastened the buttons on his freshly changed suit. He sneered, "Fine, let's do as Grandpa says. But I won't touch her. Let's see how she gets pregnant.” George was shocked. He wasn't going to touch her? Did that mean nothing happened earlier? George grabbed the cup from the coffee table and hurled it at Taylor. "Get out!" Taylor dodged, and the cup shattered on the floor. A nearby maid quickly moved to clean up the mess. With a smirk, Taylor said, "Since my presence only angers you, I'll take my leave. Calm down, Grandpa." He turned and walked out. Natalie also stood up and made an excuse. "Grandpa, I have some work at the law firm. I need to leave too." As George watched Taylor and Natalie leave, he sighed and said, "I can't stop worrying about them!" "Don't be upset, Grandpa. Samuel and I will stay for dinner," Kyle said, moving to George's side to offer support. ... As Natalie neared the exit, she spotted Taylor leaning against his Maybach, smoking and staring intently at her. When she walked past him, he grabbed her wrist and slammed her against the car. Holding her chin with his cigarette-wielding hand, Taylor sneered, "What trick did you use to make Grandpa willingly offer you Jones Group's shares?" The smoke wafted into Natalie's face, making her uncomfortable. She frowned. "I have no idea what Grandpa is thinking. Besides, didn't you say you wouldn't touch me? Since you managed to restrain yourself just now, you can keep doing it. "So long as I don't get pregnant, the shares won't be mine. You don't have to worry." Taylor's expression darkened. "How can I be sure that you won't go around seducing other men?" "The Jones family will insist on a paternity test for my child. Plus, haven't you always had someone watching me? You should know better than anyone if I've been with another man." Taylor narrowed his eyes and studied Natalie closely. It occurred to him that he had never looked at her this intently before. Taylor couldn't deny that Natalie was undeniably stunning, with delicate features and flawless skin that seemed almost ethereal. How did she know he had someone following her? It appeared that she not only possessed beauty but brains as well. Breaking free from his thoughts, Taylor hissed, "When did you find out?" "It wasn't too long ago that I discovered it by accident," Natalie replied. "If you've known about it, wouldn't it have been more advantageous for you to evade their surveillance and engage in illicit affairs behind my back?" Natalie hesitated to reply as she stared at Taylor's handsome but slightly displeased face. "Taylor—" However, the man roughly flung her wrist and snapped, "How dare you call me by my name!" "Mr. Jones," Natalie corrected, her tone clear and composed. "To be honest, you've been with quite a few women for the past two years, and I've never said anything about it. I've never engaged in such behavior, but even if I had, shouldn't you also show some tolerance as I do?"