hapter 29
Siema cupped her face, her gas filled with fury and disbelief as she stared at Natalie “How dare you hit me, you bitchyle
Natalie looked at her patres and suitled “So what if I did it coot like Treed to make an appointment for that I’m not organizing your funeral or anything There’s no need to go to such tremble
“Why you
Sterna was about to slap Natalie back when she saw a figure out of the corner of her eye
He was tall, and his expensive custom made suit made lire look debonair His chiseled features were eye–catching and left an impression. She’d done her homework, so she knew he was the owner of Wings of Canvas, Frank Paxton.
She instantly changed her plan and forced out a few tears as she headed toward Natalie. It was only when Sienna brushed past Natalie that the latter realized she wasn’t the former’s target.
Sienna put on a pitiful act and looked at Frank tearfully: “Mr. Paxton, please chase this uncivilized and hysterical woman out. Her mere presence is an insult to the gallery’s reputation.”
Daphine backed her up. “That’s right. Mr. Paxton, this lunatic just stormed over here and slapped my daughter for no reason. She’ll be a danger to your other customers if you allow her to stay here!”
It was a “strike first or be struck” situation. She and Sienna knew that if they acted preemptively. Natalie would be the one in trouble. Frank would definitely take their word as the truth and kick Natalie out.
Sienna sneered, seemingly already sure that things would go her way.
Frank remained where he was as he looked at Natalie, who was only a few steps from him. He pursed his lips and asked, “You said she’s a lunatic? And that she’s an insult to the gallery’s reputation?”
Sienna wouldn’t let this opportunity to turn on the charm slip. She tugged her collar lower, showing off her cleavage
She pressed her body to Frank’s and said daintily, “That’s right, Mr. Paxton. She came to me out of nowhere and just
slapped me
“Look My face is still swollen. It’s fine that she’s hurt me, but what if she does the same to someone else and causes
Josses for you?”
Natale watched Sienna’s performance without the slightest bit of fear Why hadn’t she ever noticed what a terrible
actress Stemma was? Why had Jason and the Spencers been throughly hoodwinked by her?
There was only one answer for that they were willing to believe her les
Frank frowned, and his expression darkened. He asked Natalle, “You hit her?”
Sienna was delighted to hear that I looked like he was going to stand up for her she hadn’t expected herself to be chanang enough to make someone as aloof as Frank fall for her
she already wanted to laugh when she remembered Natalie saying she could decide whether or not Wings of Canva
worked with her
Natalie was unfazed. She nodded and said, “Yeah, I did.”
Sienna jumped in at that moment and wept. “See what she’s like, Mr. Paxton? She’s just so our of control!”
Frank asked, “Does it hurt?”
Was he worried about her? Sienna lowered her gaze and acted aggrieved as she cupped her swollen cheek. “Yeah, it really does.”
Frank scowled and pushed her away, his voice as cold as ice as he growled, “Who cares about you?”
He strode toward Natalie, his expression immediately shifting into one of worry. “She’s so thick–skinned that your hand must hurt, Nat.”
