Samuel frowned: "5 billion is more than enough to buy this pearl, enough for you to live a comfortable life."

"Natalie," Lily also frowned. She didn't know what Natalie was up to, but she wanted to buy this precious pearl. She bit her lip and said, "Listen, even though you're divorced and have fallen to this point, Samuel still cares about you. For you, when you proposed to him, even though he didn't like it, he still married you, and now you don't want to give up a pearl?"

Natalie's throat was filled with a low, unwarm smile, making people's hair stand on end: "This pearl is really useless to me, but..."

She raised her head, looked into Samuel's sword-like eyes, slowly raised her hand that was holding the pearl, and threw it to the ground.

The pearl shattered into pieces right before everyone's eyes.

No one expected her to be like this; everyone was surprised.

 Samuel's expression changed: "Natalie, what are you doing?"

This time, even Lily couldn't help it; her eyes widened in surprise: "Natalie, are you sick? If you don't need it, why don't you let someone else buy it?"

Natalie tilted her head slightly, smiling and saying, "I like it like this."

"You..." Samuel's expression was unsightly. Why didn't he realize that Natalie was so capable and resilient before?

Lily didn't expect her to be so cruel, not daring to say: "This is 5 billion."

"Isn't it just 5 billion?" Natalie laughed disdainfully, clapping her hands lazily: "I can buy a dozen."

After speaking, she walked straight between the two.

Not far from the door of the room, Nathaniel and Elijah stood there, witnessing the scene just now.

Elijah looked at her blankly, and after a long while, he exclaimed: "Miss Natalie... she's amazing."

Nathaniel smiled, looking at his sister. "Very good."

 Zoe came back to her senses, stunned. She thought Natalie was going to sell the pearl to Samuel, but...

Natalie finally stood up after falling.

Zoe looked very happy and relieved.

When she passed Lily, she paused for a moment and said calmly, "Not every woman lives by stealing other people's husbands. That's for sure." She glanced at Samuel from the corner of her eyes, sneering contemptuously, "You can be robbed. A man like you is definitely not a good person."

She scolded both of them.

Before Samuel could say anything, Lily couldn't help but say: "Who are you, daring to scold Samuel? Do you know who Samuel is?"

"Compare status?" Zoe raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Do you know the Murphy family?"

 Lily, of course, didn't know, but this time she came to New York because she said she was unwell and begged for a long time before Samuel brought her here, but she didn't want to be embarrassed, so she said, "It has nothing to do with me." 

Zoe's smile grew brighter, but no matter how she looked at it, she was ridiculed: "Mr. Morgan, don't you know?"

Samuel's face was unsightly, and his voice seemed to come out through his teeth: "Your last name is Murphy?"

"What's wrong with Murphy?" Lily snorted coldly.

"Not really, it's just," Zoe approached, bent down, and said coldly: "My last name is Murphy, and this bar is my family's."

After Lily understood what she meant, she immediately remembered what she had just said, her fingertips clenched, her face red.

Zoe stood up straight and left. From afar came a sneer: "So the heir of the Morgan family in the capital is blind."

Natalie. Bastard.

How could an abandoned woman have such a powerful friend?

Lily's nails dug into her palms, her eyes filled with resentment, but she quickly regained her composure. Fortunately, no one in this world knew the truth. At this rate, Samuel would forever feel guilty because of her.

 Hearing himself being scolded, Samuel clasped his fingers together, his thick eyelashes drooped down, his handsome face, like jade, showed no joy or anger, and his breath was a little low: "Oliver."

"Yes." Oliver had always followed Samuel.

Samuel said, "Take her back."

"She" here clearly referred to Lily.

Oliver lifted his lower eyelids; his eyes were cold: "Miss Lily, please."

"Samuel..." Lily didn't want to leave, but when she saw Samuel's cold expression, she thought of the embarrassing scene just now. She bit her lip, turned around, and left.

Only Samuel was left standing in the same place; Caleb walked over: "Samuel, I feel that this girl Lily is really not even half as good as Natalie."

Samuel raised his head, his expression was firm, his expression was cold: "She saved me."

"That was so many years ago, can't you see her scheming appearance?"  Caleb squinted his eyes: "It's been many years since you've been out; you can't be so stupid."

"Alright." Samuel interrupted him, walked to the window, and lit a cigarette. In the hazy green mist, his expression was gloomy and incomprehensible: "Our divorce, please keep it a secret."

His thoughts were inherently difficult to guess. Caleb sighed: "It can be hidden for a while, but not for a lifetime, let alone..." He played with the lighter, chuckled: "Lily is eager to become the young mistress immediately, the whole world knows. Um, maybe tomorrow your grandmother will know too."

This direction just happened to be outside the downstairs. Nathaniel opened the car door for Natalie to get in. Closing the door, he walked to the driver's seat.

Samuel looked at him through the space, clearly feeling the warning, slightly frowning. Nathaniel was famous in the business world, but for so many years, Samuel had never seen a woman beside him.  It had only been a few days; how could Natalie do that? There was also the young lady of the Murphy family beside him. His mood slightly sank, he brushed off the cigarette ash, hid the emotions in his eyes, and calmly said, "I have my own arrangements."

-

The car did not return to Brooks's house but went to a high-end villa.

"The living facilities are complete; you can set your own fingerprint and password later." Nathaniel handed her a key card, his voice gentle: "If you find this place deserted, just go to Wall Street, don't come home for a few days."

"I know." After hearing that, Natalie was helpless: "It's not that I'm weak."

"You are very strong." Zoe followed, arrogantly saying, smiling, and reassuring: "I'm still here, don't worry."

Nathaniel was relieved, nodded, and said, "Tomorrow I will go to the capital to discuss business; your second brother will be back in two days."

"Brother," Natalie frowned and asked, "Are you talking about the Ravenport Chamber of Commerce on the south side of town?"

This is the Brooks family's chamber of commerce, which controls the entire New York area's commercial economy.

This time, the business is with Global Axis Corporation.  The largest shareholder of Global Axis is the Morgan family, the most powerful family in the capital.

Samuel's Morgan family.

Nathaniel looked at Natalie, frowning slightly: "You..."

"Brother," Natalie pursed her lips, the corners of her eyes shining coldly, "I want to go too. I have to pay my debts."

Nathaniel sighed, agreeing.

Natalie's bright eyes showed a smile, "Thank you."

"Someone will send relevant information to your mailbox later." Nathaniel patted her head, gently saying: "If you're tired, you can tell me anytime."

"Understood."

After Nathaniel left, Zoe, who was still squatting beside him, admiring the affection between the two, put her arm around Natalie's shoulder and said in a clear voice: "Are you really going to the capital?"

Natalie retracted her slender arm, her eyes gloomy, "Yes."

She also wanted to see what Samuel's expression would be when he saw her at the negotiation table.

"That's right. You should go." Zoe sat cross-legged on the sofa, waving her hand: "Show Samuel how blind and stupid he is, to abandon a good wife like you."

Natalie: "..."

Zoe leaned forward and continued, "Natalie, how about I accompany you back to the capital? You have nothing to do anyway, maybe I can help you stop Lily, so she won't hurt your eyes."

Although she believed that Natalie had really let go, she was still a little worried.

"No need." Natalie stood up and poured herself a cup of warm water. "There are still many things waiting for you at the nightclub and Murphy's house; you should go back early."

Zoe made a very exaggerated expression of pain, "Okay, if you need anything, just call me."

"Okay. Go back." Natalie urged.

Zoe left with a pained expression.

---

The decoration in the villa was as expensive and luxurious as the land price. The hanging crystal chandelier gave off a soft light, and the room was quiet, as if she had spent countless days alone.

Turning on the computer, the email had indeed been sent. After a brief but focused look, she went to wash her face.

The next day, the plane landed at the airport.

Natalie was wearing a neat suit and high heels in front. Behind her were the members of the group. They were all neat and handsome, causing many people to turn to look at them.

"Miss, please get in the car." Just after leaving the airport, a super-large luxury car stopped in front of them.

Natalie's forehead twitched, hesitated for a few seconds, then got in the car.

She didn't even need to think about who did it.

The car was about 100 meters away when the phone rang.

"Natalie." Henry's voice on the other end of the line rang out, a little proud: "Is my service attentive? Don't let me down."

It wasn't bad, but it was too ostentatious.

But think about it, which of his cars wasn't ostentatious?

"Normal."

The word "normal" was the highest praise his sister could give him.

"Don't save face for Samuel at the negotiating table. I support you." Henry said bitterly.

Natalie chuckled: "Third brother, do you have anything you want me to help you with in front of the eldest brother?"

Henry immediately interrupted her, firmly saying, "No, absolutely not. Ah, I have something to do, little girl. I'll call you back later. Goodbye."

Natalie looked at the phone hanging up, sighed helplessly, turned around, and saw that he had arrived at the Morgan building.

She had been married to Samuel for three years. Although everyone knew that Natalie was Samuel's wife, she rarely appeared. Even in Samuel's villa, she only came once or twice when Samuel worked late.

Now she came here with a completely different identity.

Natalie got out of the car, looked up at the towering high-rise building, her face cold and emotionless.

CEO's office.

"Mr. Morgan, the Ravenport Chamber of Commerce negotiator has arrived." Oliver put away his phone and reported.

"Tell them to come to the conference room."

---

Natalie's current appearance was very different from when she was Mrs. Morgan, and she was wearing sunglasses, so the people in the building at that time did not recognize her.

She sat down solemnly on the chair, looking down at the negotiation list in her hand.

"Sorry, I had a meeting just now, so I kept you waiting a bit long."

A familiar voice rang out from the door. Natalie didn't even raise her head but only said softly, "Is this your attitude towards this negotiation?"

A single sentence pushed the negotiation that had not yet started into a tense atmosphere.

"Natalie? Why you?" Samuel frowned, avoiding her question. A layer of dissatisfaction appeared in his heart, but he did not show it on the outside. "Where is President Nathaniel?"

Natalie slowly stood up, adjusted her clothes gracefully, met his gaze without any hesitation, and calmly said, "I am the president you are looking for."

The woman in front of him exuded confidence, a flamboyant demeanor, and dignified gestures, exuding the aura of a strong woman in the workplace, a side that Samuel had never seen before.

"Natalie, what are you doing?" Samuel's eyebrows furrowed.

At the Nebula nightclub, he witnessed Natalie obediently walking towards Nathaniel. In just the blink of an eye, Nathaniel had handed over such a big deal to a woman he had just met?

"Let me talk." Natalie looked away and sat down in the chair.

Samuel: "..."

"What do you want to talk about?" He lifted one long leg and sat across from her.

Her eyes were cold, without any trace of nostalgia. She pointed at the negotiation list with her beautiful fingertips: "I heard you want the Chamber of Commerce to give up this shipping route?"

Samuel followed her fingertips and nodded calmly: "Yes."

This eastern shipping route has been an important strategic target for the Western Chamber of Commerce in the past three years. They have invested a lot of human, material, and financial resources in this, but the Southern Chamber of Commerce suddenly appeared and wanted to take over this route.

"This shipping route passes through major coastal cities; the economic benefits it brings are huge. Why should we give up?" Natalie tapped her fingertips on the table.

Samuel's eyes narrowed: "If you want to participate, then participate, seven to three."

"Boss Morgan, are you giving alms to beggars?" Natalie smiled leisurely.

Seeing that she had no intention of giving in, Samuel was very dissatisfied: "You are looking for a piece of land in the north; the Western Chamber of Commerce can withdraw from the competition."

This was already his biggest concession.

Natalie flatly rejected his 'kindness', and when she met his eyes, she deliberately smiled coldly: "Mr. Morgan, no matter how good the gift is, it can't be even one ten thousandth of the real thing."

"You..."

Natalie didn't let him say anything, throwing him a piece of information: "This is all the income related to your independent operation of the Eastern shipping line. Actually, the figures are very bad. Why don't you give it to our Southern Chamber of Commerce?"

The pressure in Samuel's body was extremely low. "I'm very hungry, can I eat?"

Natalie answered him very calmly, as if she completely ignored him: "No problem."

The atmosphere was tense, as if it was about to explode.

"Natalie, this is not something you can decide, don't..." Samuel lowered his voice; his expression was very unpleasant.

Natalie didn't care what he was thinking at the moment, only heard him say: "Don't what? Don't be too impulsive. Don't decide on your own?"

A person in the group added in a low voice: "Mr. Morgan, Mr. Nathaniel specifically asked Miss Natalie before leaving that all her decisions today will be effective."

"Mr. Morgan, don't you find that those with interests related to this shipping route in the East are contacting you less and less?"