shuhaige
Chapter 22
"Yes, yes, yes." Madison stepped forward and bowed.
The Lanes family was rich and prosperous, so it was useless for Natalie to seek help from anyone.
However, Natalie was not a virgin anymore. She hoped that the fool from the Lanes family would not realize this.
"Take her away," Sarah said.
"Don't take me away!" Natalie suddenly shouted.
Her brain was racing fast. She had to buy herself some time, otherwise, it would be too late for her if she was taken away and gobbled up by that fool.
"My man will come and save me." Natalie told Sarah while staring at her.
"Your man?" Sarah's lips curved slightly. "That guy called Sebastian? Do you think that poor guy has the capability to fight against the Lanes family?"
"Of course, it isn't him. My man is Tobias!" Natalie said confidently, but she was still a little shy when she mentioned her man.
How was it possible that Tobias was her husband?
In order to stall for time, she could not care about her dignity at the moment.
"Tobias?" Sarah was confused and did not know what was going on.
Natalie's elder sister Queenie tried her best to control her laughter as she explained, "My sister said that her husband is Tobias, the president of the YS Group."
After hearing what Queenie said, the faces of Brayden and Madison darkened.
How could Queenie let Sarah know that Natalie had some mental problems? What if the Lanes family decided not to accept her as the bride?
However, Queenie did not care. In fact, watching Natalie make a fool of herself was her greatest pleasure.
Sarah finally understood what was going on.
She had a similar reaction as that of Queenie as she held her stomach and laughed out loud. "Are you crazy? You’re saying that your husband is Tobias. Ha, ha... That is the funniest joke I've ever heard."
After she stopped laughing, she straightened up and looked arrogantly at Natalie. "Do you know who Tobias is? With your humble background, I don't think you’ll ever have the chance to meet him. Even if you don't want to be with my brother, you don't need to make up such a lie."
"I'm not lying. He'll come and save me!" Natalie showed no weakness at all.
In fact, she was not very sure herself either. Putting aside whether that man would come and save her, what she wanted to know was whether that man was really Tobias, the president of the YS Group?
Even she could not believe it herself.
While this was happening, Tobias was rushing to the Godfrey family home.
"Drive faster," he urged Benjamin.
"Yes." Benjamin drove the car at the fastest possible speed. At the same time, he spoke into a walkie-talkie and instructed the bodyguards in the other vehicles to drive at full speed as well.
Mr. Whitlock had always emphasized driving at a steady speed. This was the first time that he had requested Benjamin to increase the speed of his car.
Earlier on, Tobias received a phone call. It was from an unfamiliar number.
The voice on the other end sounded very urgent. "Tobias, your wife has been caught. Come and save me..." He merely heard those words.
After that, the phone was hung up.
He could discern that the voice belonged to Natalie.
That little girl was smarter than he had imagined.
Her words revealed two messages. Firstly, she had been caught, and secondly, she had agreed to his marriage agreement.
If his nominal wife had been caught, how could he not save her?
Tobias asked Benjamin to locate Natalie and he found that she was in a residential area in the city.
Natalie repeatedly explained that Tobias was her husband, which was very amusing to Sarah.
She didn't suspect that there was something wrong with Natalie's brain. Her clever look made her look like there was nothing amiss. She speculated that Natalie was really afraid that she would be caught so she deliberately pretended to be crazy.
Sarah stopped smiling and ordered, "Take her away."
She had no time to continue playing this game with Natalie. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
Both Madison and Brayden lifted Natalie up, one person on each side.
Natalie was desperate.
"That man probably won't come to save me, will he?" she thought.