Chapter 290: Chapter 290: We can’t Afford To Miss I
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They were photos of Spencer and Anna, both naked, kissing, cuddling, and in all sorts of poses. Mrs. Davidson opened her eyes wide in disbelief.
This can't be true! Spencer will never do that! It's impossible!
Nathalia was shaking still. Her heart had turned into a stormy ocean. She bit her lips hard, hoping to calm herself down with the pain. "Mum, please give me the phone." She said clearly. There was anger in her voice.
"I... Let me keep it for you for a bit, and..." Mrs. Davidson stammered, trying hard to think of a solution. Nathalia extended her hand and demanded, "Mum, please."
My poor girl. She must be terribly upset and angry. Why did Spencer do it? He loves Nathalia. I'm sure he does. Why is he doing this stupid thing to hurt her? Mrs. Davidson thought helplessly and handed the phone to Nathalia.
Nathalia took a good look at the photos for a while, then a sneer appeared on her face. She put her phone in her pocket and turned around to leave. Mrs. Davidson was terribly anxious. She's an impulsive one. What is she going to do now? She thought and quickly ran after Nathalia, "Wait, Nathalia, where are you going?"
"Mum, please stay at home. It will be fine. I will call you if anything." Nathalia said clearly. She dialed a few numbers and marched out of the house.
About half an hour later, Nathalia arrived with the company of a few people at the gate of the hotel.
Some journalists were eagerly awaiting. As soon as they spotted Nathalia, they gathered around her. "Mrs. Nathalia Davidson, it's said that Mr. Spencer Davidson is in a room in this hotel with some woman. Do you know if it's true?"
Nathalia glanced around the group icily. Her look was so cold that they felt like shivering. "Why are you here? Who told you?"
One of them stammered, "Hmm, it, it, was, err, someone sent us some photos and..."
On hearing the mentioning of the photos, Nathalia glared at the journalist. They felt a sudden tension and pressure. She's a tough one. Mr. Spencer Davidson is going to be in trouble this time.
"Mrs. Nathalia Davidson, it's such a shame. We thought Mr. Spencer Davidson has changed. You have only been married for some time, and now he is back to his old self." Someone commented.
"Yeah. Men can't be trusted."
"A leopard can't change its spots." Some were being sympathetic, and some ironic.
Nathalia smiled and said, rather casually, "Are you interested in coming with me to check it out yourself?"
Stunned, everyone went quiet. Is she crazy? She's inviting us to check it out?! She must be too angry to think reasonably.
Nathalia didn't wait for their answer and went into the gate. She waited for the lift quietly.
They looked at one another, still pondering about the question. If we follow her, god knows what Spencer Davidson would do to us? But this is a great opportunity! We can't afford to miss it!
After some hesitation, one of the journalists decided to follow Nathalia, and immediately, the rest hurried after them.
The suite rooms were on the top floor with extra security, and people were normally not allowed to access them. Somehow, Nathalia took the lift all the way up to the top floor, and no one dared to interfere, which the journalists found extremely impressive.
No wonder the tycoons in the business field call her a potential leader of the near future. Despite her age, she possesses incredible capability.
Coming out of the lift, standing in the hallway, Nathalia took a look at both sides. On the left was Room 2666, and on the right, Room 2777.
One of her bodyguards said politely, "Right." Nathalia nodded, went straight to the door of Room 2777. She looked at the bodyguard, lifted her chin up, and pointed to the door.
Everyone waited nervously, holding their breath. What is she going to do?
The bodyguard nodded and rang the bell. The noise could be heard in the room. Someone was walking to the door. Everyone's heart pounded at the rhythm of the steps.
The door opened, and a pretty face appeared. She was shocked to see Nathalia, and more so, to see her followed by a large group of people.
"What are you doing here with all these people?" She asked angrily. She was wearing a man's white shirt and nothing else, showing half of a naked shoulder and all her legs. With her hair down casually, she looked like she had just got out of bed.
Nathalia looked at her coldly and nodded to the man behind him, who was holding a camera. He had it on record.
Anna was a bit stunned, angry, and confused. It looks like she wants to make sure everyone knows, again, not as I've expected. What's wrong with her? But, anyway, the more people know, the better. And very soon, before she knows, she will be kicked out of the Davidsons, and I will have the chance to marry Spencer!
"Huh! What do you want? Spencer doesn't love you anymore." She said proudly and stretched her arms to the sides of the door.
Nathalia didn't answer but waved her hand to the bodyguard, who stepped forward and pushed Anna away. Nathalia didn't even take a glance at her and went straight to the room as if she was going into her house as if she was the mistress of the place while Anna, the uninvited guest.
Her mannerism, her calmness, and her majestic air demanded no questions from anyone. Once more, Anna found herself completely confused. How can she be so calm? She's supposed to be crying and upset now!
Anna followed after Nathalia and yelled, "Nathalia, you can't change anything now. Spencer and I have slept together! I'm his now."
Nathalia went into the bedroom to find Spencer sound asleep on the bed. Furiously, she went over and slapped him on his face. Spencer made no response as if he had lost consciousness.
The crowd exchanged looks of confusion and doubt.
Anna exclaimed angrily, "What the hell are you doing?! You can't slap him! Bitch! You are hurting him."
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They were photos of Spencer and Anna, both naked, kissing, cuddling, and in all sorts of poses. Mrs. Davidson opened her eyes wide in disbelief.
This can't be true! Spencer will never do that! It's impossible!
Nathalia was shaking still. Her heart had turned into a stormy ocean. She bit her lips hard, hoping to calm herself down with the pain. "Mum, please give me the phone." She said clearly. There was anger in her voice.
"I... Let me keep it for you for a bit, and..." Mrs. Davidson stammered, trying hard to think of a solution. Nathalia extended her hand and demanded, "Mum, please."
My poor girl. She must be terribly upset and angry. Why did Spencer do it? He loves Nathalia. I'm sure he does. Why is he doing this stupid thing to hurt her? Mrs. Davidson thought helplessly and handed the phone to Nathalia.
Nathalia took a good look at the photos for a while, then a sneer appeared on her face. She put her phone in her pocket and turned around to leave. Mrs. Davidson was terribly anxious. She's an impulsive one. What is she going to do now? She thought and quickly ran after Nathalia, "Wait, Nathalia, where are you going?"
"Mum, please stay at home. It will be fine. I will call you if anything." Nathalia said clearly. She dialed a few numbers and marched out of the house.
About half an hour later, Nathalia arrived with the company of a few people at the gate of the hotel.
Some journalists were eagerly awaiting. As soon as they spotted Nathalia, they gathered around her. "Mrs. Nathalia Davidson, it's said that Mr. Spencer Davidson is in a room in this hotel with some woman. Do you know if it's true?"
Nathalia glanced around the group icily. Her look was so cold that they felt like shivering. "Why are you here? Who told you?"
One of them stammered, "Hmm, it, it, was, err, someone sent us some photos and..."
On hearing the mentioning of the photos, Nathalia glared at the journalist. They felt a sudden tension and pressure. She's a tough one. Mr. Spencer Davidson is going to be in trouble this time.
"Mrs. Nathalia Davidson, it's such a shame. We thought Mr. Spencer Davidson has changed. You have only been married for some time, and now he is back to his old self." Someone commented.
"Yeah. Men can't be trusted."
"A leopard can't change its spots." Some were being sympathetic, and some ironic.
Nathalia smiled and said, rather casually, "Are you interested in coming with me to check it out yourself?"
Stunned, everyone went quiet. Is she crazy? She's inviting us to check it out?! She must be too angry to think reasonably.
Nathalia didn't wait for their answer and went into the gate. She waited for the lift quietly.
They looked at one another, still pondering about the question. If we follow her, god knows what Spencer Davidson would do to us? But this is a great opportunity! We can't afford to miss it!
After some hesitation, one of the journalists decided to follow Nathalia, and immediately, the rest hurried after them.
The suite rooms were on the top floor with extra security, and people were normally not allowed to access them. Somehow, Nathalia took the lift all the way up to the top floor, and no one dared to interfere, which the journalists found extremely impressive.
No wonder the tycoons in the business field call her a potential leader of the near future. Despite her age, she possesses incredible capability.
Coming out of the lift, standing in the hallway, Nathalia took a look at both sides. On the left was Room 2666, and on the right, Room 2777.
One of her bodyguards said politely, "Right." Nathalia nodded, went straight to the door of Room 2777. She looked at the bodyguard, lifted her chin up, and pointed to the door.
Everyone waited nervously, holding their breath. What is she going to do?
The bodyguard nodded and rang the bell. The noise could be heard in the room. Someone was walking to the door. Everyone's heart pounded at the rhythm of the steps.
The door opened, and a pretty face appeared. She was shocked to see Nathalia, and more so, to see her followed by a large group of people.
"What are you doing here with all these people?" She asked angrily. She was wearing a man's white shirt and nothing else, showing half of a naked shoulder and all her legs. With her hair down casually, she looked like she had just got out of bed.
Nathalia looked at her coldly and nodded to the man behind him, who was holding a camera. He had it on record.
Anna was a bit stunned, angry, and confused. It looks like she wants to make sure everyone knows, again, not as I've expected. What's wrong with her? But, anyway, the more people know, the better. And very soon, before she knows, she will be kicked out of the Davidsons, and I will have the chance to marry Spencer!
"Huh! What do you want? Spencer doesn't love you anymore." She said proudly and stretched her arms to the sides of the door.
Nathalia didn't answer but waved her hand to the bodyguard, who stepped forward and pushed Anna away. Nathalia didn't even take a glance at her and went straight to the room as if she was going into her house as if she was the mistress of the place while Anna, the uninvited guest.
Her mannerism, her calmness, and her majestic air demanded no questions from anyone. Once more, Anna found herself completely confused. How can she be so calm? She's supposed to be crying and upset now!
Anna followed after Nathalia and yelled, "Nathalia, you can't change anything now. Spencer and I have slept together! I'm his now."
Nathalia went into the bedroom to find Spencer sound asleep on the bed. Furiously, she went over and slapped him on his face. Spencer made no response as if he had lost consciousness.
The crowd exchanged looks of confusion and doubt.
Anna exclaimed angrily, "What the hell are you doing?! You can't slap him! Bitch! You are hurting him."
They were photos of Spencer and Anna, both naked, kissing, cuddling, and in all sorts of poses. Mrs. Davidson opened her eyes wide in disbelief.This can't be true! Spencer will never do that! It's impossible!Nathalia was shaking still. Her heart had turned into a stormy ocean. She bit her lips hard, hoping to calm herself down with the pain. "Mum, please give me the phone." She said clearly. There was anger in her voice."I... Let me keep it for you for a bit, and..." Mrs. Davidson stammered, trying hard to think of a solution. Nathalia extended her hand and demanded, "Mum, please."My poor girl. She must be terribly upset and angry. Why did Spencer do it? He loves Nathalia. I'm sure he does. Why is he doing this stupid thing to hurt her? Mrs. Davidson thought helplessly and handed the phone to Nathalia.Nathalia took a good look at the photos for a while, then a sneer appeared on her face. She put her phone in her pocket and turned around to leave. Mrs. Davidson was terribly anxious. She's an impulsive one. What is she going to do now? She thought and quickly ran after Nathalia, "Wait, Nathalia, where are you going?""Mum, please stay at home. It will be fine. I will call you if anything." Nathalia said clearly. She dialed a few numbers and marched out of the house.About half an hour later, Nathalia arrived with the company of a few people at the gate of the hotel.Some journalists were eagerly awaiting. As soon as they spotted Nathalia, they gathered around her. "Mrs. Nathalia Davidson, it's said that Mr. Spencer Davidson is in a room in this hotel with some woman. Do you know if it's true?"Nathalia glanced around the group icily. Her look was so cold that they felt like shivering. "Why are you here? Who told you?"One of them stammered, "Hmm, it, it, was, err, someone sent us some photos and..."On hearing the mentioning of the photos, Nathalia glared at the journalist. They felt a sudden tension and pressure. She's a tough one. Mr. Spencer Davidson is going to be in trouble this time."Mrs. Nathalia Davidson, it's such a shame. We thought Mr. Spencer Davidson has changed. You have only been married for some time, and now he is back to his old self." Someone commented."Yeah. Men can't be trusted.""A leopard can't change its spots." Some were being sympathetic, and some ironic.Nathalia smiled and said, rather casually, "Are you interested in coming with me to check it out yourself?"Stunned, everyone went quiet. Is she crazy? She's inviting us to check it out?! She must be too angry to think reasonably.Nathalia didn't wait for their answer and went into the gate. She waited for the lift quietly.They looked at one another, still pondering about the question. If we follow her, god knows what Spencer Davidson would do to us? But this is a great opportunity! We can't afford to miss it!After some hesitation, one of the journalists decided to follow Nathalia, and immediately, the rest hurried after them.The suite rooms were on the top floor with extra security, and people were normally not allowed to access them. Somehow, Nathalia took the lift all the way up to the top floor, and no one dared to interfere, which the journalists found extremely impressive.No wonder the tycoons in the business field call her a potential leader of the near future. Despite her age, she possesses incredible capability.Coming out of the lift, standing in the hallway, Nathalia took a look at both sides. On the left was Room 2666, and on the right, Room 2777.One of her bodyguards said politely, "Right." Nathalia nodded, went straight to the door of Room 2777. She looked at the bodyguard, lifted her chin up, and pointed to the door.Everyone waited nervously, holding their breath. What is she going to do?The bodyguard nodded and rang the bell. The noise could be heard in the room. Someone was walking to the door. Everyone's heart pounded at the rhythm of the steps.The door opened, and a pretty face appeared. She was shocked to see Nathalia, and more so, to see her followed by a large group of people."What are you doing here with all these people?" She asked angrily. She was wearing a man's white shirt and nothing else, showing half of a naked shoulder and all her legs. With her hair down casually, she looked like she had just got out of bed.Nathalia looked at her coldly and nodded to the man behind him, who was holding a camera. He had it on record.Anna was a bit stunned, angry, and confused. It looks like she wants to make sure everyone knows, again, not as I've expected. What's wrong with her? But, anyway, the more people know, the better. And very soon, before she knows, she will be kicked out of the Davidsons, and I will have the chance to marry Spencer!"Huh! What do you want? Spencer doesn't love you anymore." She said proudly and stretched her arms to the sides of the door.Nathalia didn't answer but waved her hand to the bodyguard, who stepped forward and pushed Anna away. Nathalia didn't even take a glance at her and went straight to the room as if she was going into her house as if she was the mistress of the place while Anna, the uninvited guest.Her mannerism, her calmness, and her majestic air demanded no questions from anyone. Once more, Anna found herself completely confused. How can she be so calm? She's supposed to be crying and upset now!Anna followed after Nathalia and yelled, "Nathalia, you can't change anything now. Spencer and I have slept together! I'm his now."Nathalia went into the bedroom to find Spencer sound asleep on the bed. Furiously, she went over and slapped him on his face. Spencer made no response as if he had lost consciousness.The crowd exchanged looks of confusion and doubt.Anna exclaimed angrily, "What the hell are you doing?! You can't slap him! Bitch! You are hurting him."
