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    A look of determination came over his face.


    “I have to go,” he urged.


    Natalie grabbed Draco’s shoulders and gently restrained him to the bed.


    “The doctor told me that in your current condition, you’re not to get out of bed. If you’re not carefully


    enough, you could put your very life in danger.”


    Closing his eyes in despair, Draco murmured, “Are the efforts of the past few years going to be in vain


    now?”


    Natalie felt wretched.


    It was her fault this was happening, and she was desperate to do something to help. She suddenly felt


    Draco take her hand.


    “What’s wrong, Mr. Wesley?” she asked, concerned.


    Draco’s eyes were shining with inspiration.


    “Natalie, you can go there for me!” he said.


    Natalie hung her head.


    “I can’t,” she replied sadly.


    Her instinctive response was to refuse.


    She was just an assistant designer; she didn’t have the qualifications or the reputation to represent


    Draco at such a grand event as Iridescent Show.


    “You can go, and you must,” Draco said firmly.


    “You are the only other designer who has read all the materials and participated in my creation,” he


    pointed out.


    “No one is more qualified than you.”


    Suddenly, a nurse appeared at the door.


    “Time’s up,” she announced.


    “The patient is in poor shape and needs rest. Visiting hours are limited.”


    The nurse looked at Natalie expectantly.


    Outside the door, through the ss window. Brandon could see that Draco was holding Natalie’s hand.


    Brandon frowned.


    It wasn’t a particrly intimate gesture, but the scene displeased him nheless.


    Holding hands, Natalie and Draco looked like a couple; her, with eyes full of tears, and him, with eyes


    full of affection.


    Brandon scowled.


    If Natalie had looked out the window at that very moment, she would have met his cold, resentful gaze.


    In the ward, Draco silently pleaded Natalie with his eyes full of determination. He didn’t let go of


    Natalie’s wrist until a nurse entered and escorted Natalie out of the room.


    Draco had no choice but to put his trust in Natalie now.


    Thankfully, her abilities had never failed him for such an extended period.


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    Natalie was led out of the ward by the nurse. She seemed hypnotized. She even had no idea when


    Brandon approached her.


    Straightforwardly, Brandon inquired, “What did Draco do to you?”


    Not only did he notice that Draco held Natalie’s hand, but he also noticed that she was in an extremely


    disoriented state.


    As much as he perhaps wanted to keep out, he was curious about their conversation.


    Brandon even suspected whether Draco had said something inappropriate.


    As she watched Brandon’s stern expression, Natalie couldn’t help butugh.


    Natalie then stated, “Mr. Wesley requested me to participate in the Iridescent Show on his behalf, but I


    felt unqualified, so I declined.”


    She sat on the bench in the hallway while hesitating.


    “Never before have I been to a fashion disy of this magnitude. If something goes wrong and I end up


    spoiling W Marks’s good name, I will have to live with the guilt, and honestly I don’t think I can bear with


    it.”


    Hearing that, Brandon secretly heaved a sigh of relief.


    He had thought Draco had made a move on Natalie.


    Well, things turned out differently.


    Draco just requested Natalie’s presence at the fashion show.


    Brandon felt considerably better.


    Natalie wrinkled her brows and questioned Brandon as she tugged at the cuff of his suit, “Could you


    suggest something to me? I’m at a loss; what should I wad man fa, do about this?”


    Brandon gazed into her eyes while holding her shoulders and quickly deduced her response.


    “You want to go, I know. You may not be able to pull off the Iridescent Show, as you imagine, but deep


    down, you know you’re already well-prepared.”


    Brandon also recognized Natalie’s drive and intelligence.


    All she needed was a chance.


    To Brandon, the Iridescent Show posed a chance.


    Natalie smiled and remarked, “I have to confess that my husband has a good idea of how my brain


    works.”


    Brandon embraced Natalie and she felt at ease in his arms.


    The warmthing from his body rxed Natalie considerably.


    “For your own sake, not Draco’s, I think you should go. Draco can’t make it to the show this time, that


    we all know. He will be even more depressed if you do not go there and represent him. Over time, you’ll


    start ming yourself more and more. You are the only one who can alter the tide now.”


    “Wow, Brandon, you really do hold me in high regard. You know that I can’t save the day.”