Chapter 216
Natalie was shocked to see a sudden huge figure appearing in front of her. She looked up and realized it was the man who sat by the window.
Up close, Natalie realized that he was even more good-looking.
His skin was fairer than hers and his eyelashes were long and voluminous.
He gave off a gentle aura that made people feel extra comfortable.
"Yes?" Natalie asked.
The man's eyes darted and he stared at Natalie. After a while, he moved his lips and said, "You look like an old friend of mine."
His voice was gentle.
Natalie was lost for words.
It was the cheesiest pick-up line she had ever heard!
Only men would use pickup lines to try to ask a woman out.
Natalie thought she had pretty distinct features, so she did not believe when the man told her she looked like his old friend.
Though the man before her was handsome and decent, he used such a dated way to ask her out. You really can't judge a book by its cover.
Natalie blinked her eyes and said, "Mister, your pick-up line is too cheesy."
The man held his breath for a moment.
He looked at Natalie and said firmly, "Miss, you really remind me of an old friend of mine."
He looked dead serious that Natalie almost believed him.
She blinked, "You should try a different way to get girls. Also, I'm already married, so don't waste your time on me."
It was not Natalie's fault for being vain. She was considered beautiful and had been hit on by many guys. She was used to moves like this.
When she first entered college, one of her seniors tried to ask her out using the same method. He said she looked like his exgirlfriend from high school.
He even teared up as he told his story, as unfortunately, his ex- girlfriend died in an accident.
Natalie couldn't be more sympathetic back then.
Little did she know that Yvonne lived next to the guy.
Yvonne told Natalie that the boy was just saying nonsense to pursue her.
That guy didn't even have an ex-girlfriend, let alone his ex-girlfriend dying in an accident!
Natalie felt deceived. She couldn't help but ask about it when the guy approached her again.
The guy panicked.
He acted as if he was out of his mind and blurted, "Natalie, I was wrong. You don't look like my ex- girlfriend. You look like my mother." Natalie threw a fit after hearing what he said.
After that incident, Natalie would not fall for cheesy pick-up lines that easily again.
Even when Natalie said so, the man insisted, "Miss, I'm telling the truth. Can I have your name?"
Natalie's eye twitched.
He was asking for her name!
Her lips curved and said, "My name is Chloe Godfrey."
The man was stunned.
He then smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I've mistaken you for someone I know."
A trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.
This solemness left Natalie in a daze.
From how the man responded, he didn't seem to be hitting on her.
Did she really remind him of someone he knew?
"Jack!" A loud and sweet voice rang.
A teenage girl ran over and took the man's hand.
At first glance, one could tell that she was raised with a silver spoon in her mouth, and she was well- pampered. Her skin was delicate and she looked prestigious. She looked sweet and approachable.
As she held Jack's hand, she looked at Natalie with hostility in her eyes.
Natalie gasped.
She thought, "Oh no, did she misunderstand?"
When Natalie was about to leave, the girl behind her raised her voice, "Jack, why were you talking with that ugly lady? Let me accompany you instead."
Natalie was speechless.
She stopped in her tracks and turned back.
She could not be bothered if she misunderstood her, but she could not stand
being insulted.
Natalie smiled and said, "Initially I was offended by you calling me ugly and wanted to get back at you. However, since we fall under the same category, I'll let it slide."
"You!" The girl was so infuriated that she was lost for words.
The girl was obviously spoiled and not used to being challenged. She wanted to pick a fight, but Jack stopped her.
"Stop, Wendy. Let's go." Jack pulled the girl, Wendy Miller, away and was about to leave.
Although Wendy was bossy, she still listened to Jack. She looked at Natalie angrily and left with the man. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.
In the private conference room on the Princess Cruise.
"Mr. Perry, you'd better make up your mind." Tobias looked at Thomson as he spoke in a low voice.
"Mr. Whitlock, you're extremely confident about getting this piece of land. You should know that the Perry Group couldn't get it after all the effort we put in. That piece of land yields endless opportunities. Every inch of this land is priceless!" Thomson looked at Tobias intently.
Tobias curled the corner of his lip, "Mr. Perry, I've always been a man of my word. Since I've said that I will get the land, I'll definitely be able to do so. You don't have to worry."
Thomson nodded.
"Although that incident happened long ago, I can tell you about it if you're interested to know," Thomson said slowly. "Although the Perry Group had been in Europe, my youngest son actually grew up in Glevania. He stayed in Glevania when he was a child due to some personal reasons. I took him back to Europe when he was twelve, but something happened when I found him."
At this point, Thomson looked serious, "He killed a few men. They were people from the organization, so I had to cover the matter up."
Tobias was shocked.
The answer was not what he expected it to be.
"Mr. Perry, do you know why your son killed these men? Was he..." Tobias stopped halfway.
After all, it was not surprising that inhumane organizations like this might not only be interested in young boys and not only young girls.
"He was not hurt." Thomson said, "If my son was hurt, it wouldn't just be the deaths of those few men. Even if I had to sacrifice the Perry Group, I would destroy that organization. Plus, I've looked into the organization and they were only interested in young girls."
Tobias's eyes flared and darkened.
What did the men murdered by Thomson's son have to do with Natalie?
Tobias thought of something.
There was once Natalie screamed the name "Jack" in her sleep.
Tobias's breath hitched.
He looked at Thomson and asked, "Mr. Perry, do you mind telling me your son's name?"
"Jack Perry," Thomson replied without hesitation.