Natalie decided to wait and see. She would know tomorrow if it was really Horace.

Horace was Joanna's most loyal subordinate. In her memories of her past life, he and Joanna had stood side by side, an enviable pair.

Natalie was waiting for Tyler to come up when she saw someone she really didn't want to see: Adrian.

"Well, well! You damn cripple, what are you doing here all alone? Where's that pretty little follower of yours?" Adrian sneered, standing over Natalie with a condescending look.

Natalie looked at the conceited idiot before her and was at a loss for words. "Adrian, you should really learn some decency before you get yourself killed. I may be a cripple, but I'll walk again. If that tongue of yours becomes crippled, you'll never speak again."

"Heh..." A murderous glint flashed in Adrian's eyes. He shoved her wheelchair hard, and it slammed violently against the elevator wall.

A sharp gasp was ripped from her throat as her head cracked against the wall. A blinding flash of white light exploded behind her eyes, and a searing jolt of pain radiated down her spine, leaving her vision a hazy blur.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and it took her a moment to recover.

When she looked at Adrian again, her eyes glinted with a cold, murderous intent. She shouted, "Ethan!"

Not far away, Ethan, who had been protecting Natalie, had already sprung from the shadows the moment he saw her being bullied.

"Miss," Ethan said, his gaze fixed on Adrian, radiating killing intent.

Adrian completely dismissed Ethan, instead looking down to mock Natalie. "Natalie, it's only been a few days. Found yourself a new boy toy, have you? You've got some luck. Each one you find is better-looking than the last. This one just seems a bit more rugged."

Natalie enunciated each word, her voice filled with fury. "Ethan, hit him. Smash his mouth in."

Ethan responded respectfully, "Yes, Miss."

"Miss?" Adrian laughed derisively. "Natalie, you've been kicked out of the Scott family. Even your own mother doesn't want you. What kind of 'Miss' are you?"

"Don't think you're some big shot just because you got the entire Griffith Group. Take a look at yourself..."

Smack! Before he could finish his sentence, a fist connected hard with his face.

"Argh!" Adrian, who had been coddled his whole life, had never experienced such humiliation or pain.

The force of the scream nearly knocked him off his feet.

His mouth filled with the taste of blood, and he grimaced in agony.

His cry for help attracted the attention of many, and a crowd gathered to see what the commotion was about.

Emily had been about to leave. Maxwell's needs were usually immense, often lasting for an hour but there were exceptions, like the ten minute session tonight, which, had been more grueling than an hour-long one. It had left her weak and sore, and she needed to go home and rest.

As she reached the entrance, she saw Adrian being beaten by Natalie's man. She pushed through the crowd and seeing Adrian's bloody mouth, shouted, "Natalie, don't think you can bully people just because your status has changed!"

"And you're having someone beaten in public! Do you have any respect for the law?"

Seeing her made Natalie want to gag.

She raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Miss Parker, you should hurry home and lie down. You can barely stand.

A passionate romp is exciting, but it takes a toll on the body."

Emily's eyes widened in shock as she stared at Natalie. "Natalie, what are you talking about?"

"What do you think I mean? Every lounge has surveillance cameras. I was right next door to you. Honestly, you two were so disgusting I lost my appetite."