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A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Chapter 220
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The person walking towards them was George. However, there was another woman with him. She

looked beautiful and cute. George and the woman walked together, talking and laughing.

The most important thing was ... that beautiful woman was holding George by the arm. They looked

very intimate.

If Audrey remembered correctly, George seemed to be attending an event at a hotel across the Game

Hall.

'Nataly was fine, but after she entered the Game Hall, her mood changed subtly.' Audrey thought,

'Maybe she had seen something.'

Both Audrey and Nell turned their eyes to Nataly from George and the woman.

As they expected, the next second, Nataly's face stiffened and she clenched her hands.

Seeing so, Audrey and Nell exchanged a glance.

Nataly's reaction had told them the answer.

Nell blinked at Audrey. Audrey understood the message quickly. She took a few steps forward and

waved at George from afar.

"Mr. George!"

Seeing Audrey, George frowned, but after seeing Nataly, he relaxed a little.

"Ms. Nataly, Ms. Audrey, and Ms. Nell!" said George, he then looked at Harold, smiled, and asked, "You

must be Ms. Audrey's younger brother Quentin."

Harold nodded. "Nice to meet you, Mr. George!"

Grady stood up unhappily and pointed at himself. "Mr. George, and me. I am here too!"

George ignored him. He stared at Nataly for a moment.

"What a coincidence to meet you guys here."

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Nell stared at the beautiful lady beside George, "Mr. George, long time no see. It seems like you've got

a girlfriend. Don't you want to introduce us?"

George was surprised.

"Girlfriend?"

Seeing Nell staring at the girl holding his arm, George laughed.

"It's a misunderstanding. She is not my girlfriend. She is my cousin, the daughter of my aunt." George

explained.

The girl withdrew her arm from George and greeted everybody gently.

"My name is Grace. It's a pleasure to meet you all."

It turned out she was just his cousin.

Nell smiled and nudged Nataly's arm with her elbow. Nataly did not say anything.

Audrey smiled. "My name is Audrey."

"Nell." Said Nell.

"Nataly."

"Harold."

Grady quickly raised his hand, afraid that he would lose the chance to introduce himself, "I'm Grady,

Grady Wager. Nice to meet you, Ms. Grace!"

Grace frowned at Grady and took a step back in disgust.

Grady was at a loss.

He took two steps back awkwardly.

"You guys just went to the Game Hall?" George asked. He knew that Audrey and the crowd were

gamers. Not far behind them was the entrance to the Game Hall.

"Yes, and Mr. George is here for?"

"Grace liked Matcha cake from a cake house upstairs and insisted to try it today. So, I accompanied

her here." George glanced at Nataly, who kept looking away. "Oh right, Ms. Nataly."

Nataly turned around subconsciously.

"Yes, Mr. George?"

"I have already washed your handkerchief, but I didn't know you were here today, so I didn't bring it

with me. When do you have time? Let's make an appointment. I will return it to you!" George looked at

Nataly with anticipation.

Grace frowned. "What handkerchief?"

"Last time at the Blue Water Lake, my hand was injured. Ms. Nataly lent me her handkerchief as a

bandage."

Grace sounded a little unfriendly and looked at Nataly in suspension.

"Oh, so this is Ms. Nataly, who had caused you injured when you fought with Rancho last time," Grace

said with a smile. "It was just a handkerchief, and you still remember it after so long. Ms. Nataly's

handkerchief is indeed precious."

Nataly's face instantly paled.

She had understood Grace's sarcasm.

Not to mention Nataly, even Audrey, and the crowd felt embarrassed.

Nataly said indifferently, "That is not a precious handkerchief. Mr. George, as I said before, since it had

done its work, just throw it away. You don't have to return it to me."

"But..."

Nataly held Audrey's hand.

"Aren't we going somewhere? Let's go."

George hurriedly said, "Why don't you guys eat here for the night? It's on me."

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Nell glanced at Grace coldly, who was standing beside George. Grace, raised her chin arrogantly, not

feeling that she had said anything inappropriate.

"We are all ordinary people. We don't deserve Mr. George's treat. You should go and eat with your

noble cousin."

With that, Nell and Audrey took Nataly away.

George's expression changed slightly. He wanted to stop the few of them, but Grace grabbed his arm

tightly, not letting him move.

"George, let's go and buy the cake. The Matcha cake sold in the cake house is limited. If we go late, we

won't be able to buy it."

George pushed Grace's hand.

"Grace, go buy it yourself!"

Grace immediately grabbed George on the arm.

"George, you want to chase after Ms. Nataly, right? Don't even think about it. Even if you catch up with

her, nothing will happen between you two!"

George stopped hearing Grace's words.

"Grace, what do you mean?"

Grace said straightforwardly, "That Ms. Nataly is just a plain Jane. She has no status nor identity. She

doesn't deserve to be your wife. Your mom had told me about the matter. She will never accept her."

George was a little angry as he approached Grace's face. "Whoever I like is none of your business."

"George, don't forget that you are the second heir of the Kuhn's group. Countless women admired you.

That Ms. Nataly had approached you for your wealth." Said Grace, "What a daydreamer! George, don't

be fooled by this kind of girl. They looked innocent, but in fact, they are scheming." She then continued,

"This Ms. Nataly should know that she isn't good enough after hearing what I said. That was why she

left."

George was stunned for a moment and immediately got away from Grace's grip.

"I think you are the scheming one here. Go and buy the cake yourself!"

He then went to chase Nataly without looking back.