Chapter 21: Be My Husband
Natalie arrived at the hotel and was led to the presidential suite by the same man who had escorted her before. Entering the drawing room of the suite, she noticed the familiar, handsome man sitting in the chair, seemingly going through some information in his tablet.
He wore a perfectly tailored dark suit, one leg casually crossed over the other. His hair was styled elegantly, though a few loose strands fell toward his forehead, adding a touch of casual charm to his otherwise sharp appearance. His thick eyebrows were slightly furrowed in concentration, and his perfectly shaped lips were pressed together lightly. His long fingers moved skillfully across the screen.
This man was the sight to behold.
Just like the last time, Natalie found herself staring at him, unable to control her thoughts. There was something about his presence that captivated her every time.
Sensing her presence, Justin looked up, only to meet her gaze which was clearly stuck at him. He raised a questioning brow.
Realizing what she was doing, Natalie quickly averted her eyes and sat in the chair opposite him, internally questioning why she reacted this way every time she saw him.
Calm and composed, she made herself comfortable in the chair. "Good afternoon, Mr Harper."
Justin offered her a light nod and put the tablet aside. "Good to see you here, finally, Ms Ford."
"I was told you wished to meet me. May I know the reason?" she asked, her tone measured.
"The same reason you finally agreed to respond, despite telling my assistant to inform me to go to hell," Justin replied, his voice tinged with a hint of amusement.
Natalie awkwardly cleared her throat, realizing he had overheard her earlier conversation with his assistant.