Chapter 65 Crafty Girl

• Natasha’s face still wore that obedient, sweet expression, showing no signs of guilt for having done anything inappropriate. She glanced at Alexander and smiled at the two models. "Everything about me is well known to Mr. Cross. If you two are curious, you can ask him. But I probably won't be as noble as your work—I'm still quite young," she said with a playful grin.
• Alexander didn't react much to this, seeming to acknowledge her words. He watched her, her eyes curved and her smile sweet, and he wanted to tear that smile off her face to see what lay beneath it.
• It was obvious to everyone that the two models were jealous, and the familiar rivalry between women didn't escape notice. But instead of asking about something so trivial, Oliver was visibly displeased, his face darkened as he snapped at the two models, "If you don’t want to play, then get lost! You talk too much! Are you here to have fun, or just to talk nonsense?"