From Divorce To Dominance

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At that moment, the camera captured Natalie enduring the severe scolding from her six mentors. They had never looked so serious. The first to speak was Christian, glaring at her harshly. Are you going to confess on your own, or do we need to use punishment?" "No, no, no, we're all family here. No need for punishment. It would only hurt the peace, Natalie smiled servilely. "Besides, would you really want to hurt such an unbelievably cute and once-in-a-millennium genius student like me?" "Stop with your nonsense." Walter Nelson cracked his knuckles." want a detailed explanation, describing the time, place, cause, and effect of your wrongdoing in 6,000 words in oral. Explain everything clearly. Otherwise... He raised his fist, "Believe it or not, I'll train you myself."

Natalie pushed his hand away with a smile, muttering softly, 'Honestly, if it came to a fight, Mr. Nelson, you wouldn't even stand a chance against me. Calm down. Calm down."

"What did you say?" Walter felt his dignity slipping away, his beard trembling with rage, and even his round belly shook. "You disobedient girl. Today, I'll set things straight."This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"Mr. Nelson, have mercy." Natalie played the drama queen. She was just short of falling to her knees, her expression completely apologetic. "I was wrong, totally wrong. I should never have been infatuated with Dr looks. "But let me make it clear. His face made the first move. Natalie quickly absolved herself. "With a face like that, how was a pure-hearted girl at the time, supposed to resist?

"You're such a p**v, blaming others for being good-looking?" Walter sneered. "How many times do I have to tell you that you

your lover. Sword manual, page two..." can be trouble-free with no man in your heart? Sword manual, page one: forg "Watch out for those annoying guys. Sword manual, page three; men are the worst, Sword manual, page four: men will break your heart, Natalie chimed

in.

Walter said, "You know this and still get obsessed like that? You are so obsessed to the point you stopped practicing martial arts, quit boxing, and gave up playing chess. I'm not even mentioning other things. Your entire career has been on hold for three whole years." "Even if you're really talented, you can't waste it like this." Walter was truly angry and genuinely felt it was a pity. However, he knew Natalie had real feelings this time, so he couldn't bear to say harsh words.

Natalie sighed, then dramatically wiped her tears, saying with deep regret, "If I had known he was such a heartbreaker, how could I have entangled myself with him, wasting my chance to achieve great things?"

Samuel pursed his lips, knowing Natalie was mischievous and full of drama. He knocked on the table lightly. "Speak properly. Don't think you can joke your way out of this."

"Okay." Natalie had put on a little show, but seeing the atmosphere had lightened, she started recounting the past three years. It was pretty embarrassing. Being a total simp and fool was humiliating enough. Now, she had to recount everything in front of her mentors. Nothing could be more embarrassing than this.

After listening, her mentors had a hard-to-describe look on their faces. An awkward silence spread through the living room,

The second mentor Hunter broke the silence, "What about now? What are you thinking?"

"I've had an epiphany. Amature woman must know the importance of her career," said Natalie.

Natalie raised her head and puffed out her chest, determined to start anew. "Relationships can hinder my journey in life, so I've decided to dive into my career and make a name for myself They had called her over for lunch, waiting to hear this exact thing.

"Good," the six mentors agreed in unison.

Hunter was the first to speak again. "I'll inform the hospital that you can start consultations. One day a week and one surgery a month. Any issues with that?"

Natalie suddenly realized the true purpose of this meal. She smiled, "You old folks are quite the schemers."

Hunter glanced at her beautiful hands with well-defined joints. "So, any issues? Don't tell me you've forgotten how to hold a scalpel, only remembering how to do laundry and cook?" "What a joke. How can it be?" Being provoked, Natalie agreed, "Your proposal is accepted. If any other mentors have something to add, let's hear it now." The third The mentor

ntor Samuel asked, "When can we expect a new painting? We're planning an exhibition for you this year. You've been away for three years, and your painting fans are waiting." "Actually, I've completed about ten paintings over the past three years. I'll have someone send them to you tomorrow. I've recently gotten new inspiration and plan to start soon. I'll finish in three months, and you can handle the exhibition details," answered Natalie. Samuel, seeing how easily she agreed, knew this was a sure thing, Natalie never made promises lightly, but once she did, she always kept them. She never went back on her word. The fourth mentor Edward continued, "This year's chess tournament has invited you to be a judge again. This includes bothy domestic championships and international competitions, scheduled for August and September. I've already accepted on your behalf." "Okay, replied Natalie.

Edward added, "There is one more thing."

I've already agreed." Natalie blinked. "Mr. Moore, do you want to play a chess game with me?"

When Edward wasn't talking about business, he was pretty quiet. "Yes."

Natalie nodded. "You pick a time. I'm good anytime."

"Finally, it's my turn. The fifth mentor Charles was getting impatient. "We have a new batch of students recently. When you have time, help train them.”

"Do I really have to do that?" Natalie's mouth twitched. "I don't want to. Get someone else to do it 've got a show to attend.

business." As compensation, I can do some advertising for you and help drum up

Charles's eyes lit up. "That works." He didn't really lack business, but the appeal of having Natalie help was different.

Christian waited until it was almost his turn before speaking, "For the boxing elective at Greton University next semester, you and Andrew will be substitute teachers. Also, remember the promotional video you agreed to shoot? Once the Sweet Love talent show wraps, Andrew will reach out to schedule the shoot."

Natalie nodded in agreement and looked to the last person.

Walter was still fuming from earlier and poked her head. "Just make sure you don't make me mad so often, and I'll be satisfied."

Natalie blinked and said. "Roger that." Donna saw they were done talking and said with a smile, "Alriglit, Let's eat. The food's gonna get cold."

The meal went by harmoniously, but the comment section was battlefield. Seeing that the sugar daddy thing had failed to bring down Natalie, Tessa dug deep into her savings and furiously bought a bunch of trolls, instructing them to hound Natalie over that blue video. The trolls were quite dedicated. By the time the meal was over, they had turned the live stream chat into a mess. If anyone praised Natalic, they would bright up that video. Šlowly, the chat was filled with nasty comments. Moderators couldn't keep up with banning and muting everyone. Seeing this outcome. Tessa was very pleased. She thought, "That blue video is my trump card. There is no way for Natalie to prove it isn't herself. Whether she clarifies it or not, it won't do Natalie any good. Even if she clarifies it, as long as the trolls bring it up now and then, it will always be a stain on her career. After all, in the entertainment industry, who can really tell what is true or false? Who can pursue the truth to the end?"

Tessa thought angrily, 'Natalie made me what I am today. If I am going down, I will take Natalie with me. Tessa was feeling pleased with herself when suddenly, there was a frantic knock on the door.

Tessa frowned and shot a look of disgust. She decided to ignore it. The knocking went on for a bit before it stopped. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the door was kicked open from the outside.

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