Chapter 279


    Natalie had a rough idea why Isabelle had set her up that night. She assumed it was because of the


    incident at the high-end boutique back then. Yet she couldn’t believe Isabelle would ruin his


    grandfather’s retirement dinner. On top of it, she had embarrassed and disappointed him on hisst


    day in the fashion industry.


    With this train of thought, she shifted her gaze to Isabelle, who stood still beside Alfred with her head


    down.


    Isabelle hid behind her hair, which made her expression unreadable. However, it was evident from her


    bodynguage that she was furious. She balled her fists tightly; it won’t be long before she lost it.


    Natalie paid no heed and turned to Alfred. Then she handed over her gift. “Mr. Moore, I hope you like


    my little present for your retirement.”


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    Shane took one look at the shopping bag she held as a ray of light shed across his eyes.


    Alfred grinned. “Thank you. I’m guessing it’s a teacup from the rkes?”


    “Yes.” Natalie nodded.


    He then nced at Shane and said, “Look at the chemistry between you two. Who would have thought


    that you’ll bring the same gift?”


    “Oh?” Natalie eximed in surprise.


    “It’s a mere coincidence,” Shane murmured.


    Alfred chuckled. “You two just click.” With that, he reached out for the present.


    Natalie sped her hands excitedly. “Mr. Moore, open it.”


    “Alright. Let’s see what you’ve brought for me. Shane gave me the one with an exquisite floral pattern


    design, and you...”


    “Mine has a lotus design,” she replied with a smile.


    Alfred’s anticipation grew when he heard that, so he swiftly unboxed the packaging.


    Just when he was about to open the box, Isabelle, who had kept her head down until then, suddenly


    snatched it from his hands. ring at Natalie, she roared, “I hate you! You disgust me! You stole my


    ne and always humiliate me in front of my grandfather. Now you want to tter him? No way!”


    As soon as she finished, the crowd erupted in chatter. She raised the box high and wanted to smash


    the cup. Before she could do that, Alfred stopped her. “Belle, what are you trying to do? Stop it!”


    He narrowed his eyes threateningly when he saw his granddaughter’s action. A cold aura enveloped


    him.


    Isabelle snorted. She was not threatened. Then she let go of her grip.


    “No!” Natalie’s eyes widened in surprise. She tried to reach out and saved the box before it hit the


    ground, but it was toote.


    The box fell to the floor and a shattering sound was heard from inside the box. The porcin teacup


    broke into pieces.


    Natalie froze in her ce, dumbfounded. She stared at it for a few seconds before she snapped back


    to reality. She went down on both knees to check, but Shane grabbed her arm.


    She ignored him, opened the box, and saw the teacupying lifelessly in the box in pieces. She turned


    pale.


    Alfred crouched down and picked up the pieces. Heartbroken, he looked at it again. However, the cup


    was shattered beyond repair.


    Alfred put the pieces down. He trembled as he tried to get up on his knees, but Shane helped him up.


    He turned to Isabelle and pped her on the cheek, wiping the smug smile off her face. She quickly left


    the room to sob her heart out.


    Natalie closed the box and grasped it in her arms as she stood up. She forced a smile onto her small


    face. “I’m sorry, Mr. Moore. I can’t give you this gift.”


    He waved his hand weakly. “It’s fine. I appreciate your intention.” His words were soft.


    On the other hand, Shane was not thrilled about this. He fixed his eyes on Isabelle as she left the room.


    After a while, he cast an icy stare at Alfred.