Hearing his voice, Sebastian slowly pulled his gaze away and said faintly, "Don't you understand yet? Natalie is the president of Ceryn Corp. Many people don't know who the president of Ceryn Corp. is; they only know Keith is the CEO."

"If I hadn't installed these cameras at home and seen this, I'd still be in the dark."

"This is also why, when the elderly Mrs. Spencer had her accident at the pool, Natalie was able to get the hotel's surveillance footage and had the leverage to break Marshall's arms without a second thought. It's because the hotel belongs to her. That's why she could walk up on stage with such confidence and break his arms."

Sebastian finally understood just how much his little wife had been hiding.

A phenomenal race car driver, a designer with astonishing talent, the president of Ceryn Corp. what else did he not know about Natalie?

The small-town girl they had all looked down on was actually the one pulling all the strings.

Now, when Sebastian thought about how he used to look down on Natalie, his face burned with shame.

Sean paused mid-bite. What had he just heard?

Natalie was the president of Ceryn Corp.?

Sean was floored.

Was this the same Natalie he knew? As the layers were peeled back, Natalie's true identity was becoming impossibly out of reach.

Sebastian said no more, continuing to watch Natalie eat.

He was in a good mood today. With Joanna and Maxwell Griffith in the hospital, Natalie could finally have a good New Year.

She wouldn't be disgusted by those two anymore, and he wouldn't let those two dogs hurt her again.

Sean watched Luna's happy expression and grinned like a fool himself. Luna did have feelings for him. He had to get back as soon as possible.

He had put on an act for Maxwell Griffith, who now thought he was dead. But he was alive, and he had to get back to Luna's side quickly.

At Wendy's house, only she, Jerome, and Colin were celebrating New Year's together. It was the quietest New Year they had ever had.

In previous years, starting from the first of the year, she would be busy preparing New Year's gifts for Joanna and the rest of the family.

She would buy Joanna custom gowns worth millions without batting an eye.

But for her own biological daughter, she would toss her a few thousand dollars, as if shooing away a beggar.

Wendy stared at the snowstorm

outside, Even on New Year's Eve, the

snow falling heavily. The world

outside was a blanker of gray and her mood was just as somber.

Only the fireworks, constantly shooting up and blooming in brilliant colors against

the night sky, gave her a sense of the holiday spirit.

This year, Natalie was probably celebrating alone too.

Sebastian and Joanna were together, which was the outcome she had hoped for.

A man like Sebastian, no matter how rich, was not worthy of her daughter.

*Natalie, just wait a little longer. Mom will definitely get revenge for you.*

When the time comes, she would send Joanna to hell.

Nathan would soon get what he deserved.

Jerome, sitting in his wheelchair, saw his mother staring blankly out the window and

felt a pang of sympathy. "Mom, are you thinking about Natalie?"

Wendy's face was pale, devoid of any holiday joy. "Yes. In previous years none of us ever cared aboutz your sister. Every New

Every New Year, she

would give us gifts, but we'd look

down on them and throw them away

right in front of her."

“What was it that blinded us to our own kindness? She is my biological daughter.

How could I have been so cruel to her?"

Wendy sighed again. "I also failed to

raise you all properly, letting you try sister. If she

to destroy

hadn't ha kits, you'

would have killed her long ago."