Chapter 1: Reunion

Fugesak Castle.

This castle, perched halfway up the mountain, overlooking the entire city of Stras, had been quiet for many years but was now bustling.

Natalie Silvestre lazily lay on the couch, adorned with golden tiger skin, playing with her phone.

But the next second, her phone was snatched away.

Immediately after, with a loud smack, her phone was thrown to the ground.

Her mother, Harkins Phyllis, stood beside her, shouting hoarsely, her face turning red.

"Natalie Silvestre! What are you doing here? This is the Fugesak family's house! You're just a girl from the countryside, what qualifies you to stand here!"

"I thought you were just rude, but I didn't expect you to be such a troublemaker! Viscount Fugesak will definitely be angry because of your behavior. If we get implicated, you're done for!"

"If I had known that bringing you back would lead to this, I would never have brought you back! If you can't make Sol Egbert forgive you and continue with your engagement, I won't forgive you!"

Natalie Silvestre looked at her mother with indifference.

She opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted.

Sol Egbert looked at her with eyes full of disgust.

"I'll tell you! I know you were able to come here because you have some improper relationship with Viscount Fugesak! Because other than a pretty face, you have nothing!"

"You have no manners, no upbringing, and you don't even know what shame is."

"I will never marry you. Even if I know that you came here to see me, and even dared to contact Viscount Fugesak, I won't give you another glance! I will only marry Winniesa Silvestre!"

"Furthermore, I came to Fugesak Castle today for a very important matter! If you ruin my plan, I will make the entire Silvestre family suffer!"

Harkins Phyllis's face instantly turned horrified.

She pushed Natalie Silvestre and her voice became sharp. "You apologize to Sol quickly and then leave!"

Natalie Silvestre took a step back, avoiding her mother's push, and chuckled, not hiding the mockery on her face.

"Sol Egbert, I promise you, your plan won't succeed today."

With that, Natalie Silvestre picked up her broken phone, looked at her mother with displeasure, and raised a finger.

"First, I will not marry Sol Egbert."

"There are two reasons. First, among all the people I've heard of, Sol Egbert's private life is extremely chaotic, to the extent that it would surprise everyone if it made the news. I'm afraid of getting sick being with him. Second, he is a person without any sense of responsibility. Five years ago, when I just returned home, our grandfather was very excited, so he arranged our engagement. Sol Egbert could have refused at that time, but he didn't because he wanted to make your grandfather happy and gain more favor. "

Then she raised a second finger.

"Second, I am the Viscountess Fugesak. So everything Sol Egbert said before is slander against me. He thinks we have an improper relationship because such things often happen to him."

"So, the one who should apologize is not me, it's him."

After saying that, she took a sip of coffee and then extended a third finger.

"Finally, I don't know how you got in here, but I know if you don't leave now, security will come and take you away."

Harkins Phyllis's face became very ugly.

She covered her chest and said nothing.

Sol Egbert became even angrier.

Pointing at Natalie Silvestre, his fingers trembling. "Look at yourself, I've never seen a woman as rude and ignorant as you!"

"How dare you impersonate Viscount Fugesak? Winniesa will suffer a lot living with you!"

After speaking, he looked at Harkins Phyllis, speaking seriously, "I must marry Winniesa as soon as possible, I hope you won't hinder us anymore."

"You should think clearly, Winniesa is the daughter you've raised since childhood!"

Harkins Phyllis fell silent.

She lowered her head, lost in thought.

Until, a clear voice of a girl interrupted her thoughts.

"Mother, please, let me and Sol be together!"

"We grew up together, we truly love each other."

"Even though the engagement is for my sister, but after all, I'm the one who has been with Sol all this time!"

Winniesa Silvestre spoke, tears already streaming down her face.

She threw herself into Sol Egbert's arms, sobbing.

Sol Egbert stroked Winniesa Silvestre's hair, his eyes filled with distress. "I'm sorry, I didn't have the courage. She's been home for four years, and I'm only telling everyone now that I love you."

Winniesa Silvestre shook her head in Sol Egbert's arms, her face tightly against his shoulder.

But from Natalie's perspective, she could see her provoking smile.

For a long time, she looked at Natalie Silvestre.

"Sister, I'm really sorry. Even though Sol is my nominal brother-in-law, but I really love him, I can't live without him."

"And, now, Mom and Dad love you the most, I only have Sol left, you shouldn't mind, right!"

Pause, tears filled her eyes again, "Sister, if you're not happy, I can kneel to you, or you can hit me."

With that, she pushed Sol Egbert away and was about to kneel down.

But unexpectedly, Natalie Silvestre walked past her.

She didn't even give her a glance.

Her knees bent slightly, hovering in the air, not knowing what to do.

Winniesa Silvestre widened her eyes. She had never thought that she would be ignored by the person she despised the most.

Her face turned red with anger.

She glared at Natalie Silvestre's back, her yelling louder, "Sister, if you don't forgive me, I will lose the biggest meaning of my life."

"Natalie Silvestre!"

The voices of Sol Egbert and Harkins Phyllis came from different angles, but they were equally angry.

Natalie Silvestre's footsteps halted.

She looked down at Winniesa Silvestre.

Chapter 2: Request

In everyone's eyes, she smiled.

"You're not my sister. If you're dead, please stay away."

"Otherwise, it'll cause me a lot of trouble."

After saying this, Natalie Silvestre turned and left.

Everyone in the room was angry.

Harkins Phyllis sat directly on the ground, clutching her chest and taking deep breaths.

"I must have offended God at some point, or how else could my own daughter be like this?"

Saying this, she stood up, supporting Winniesa Silvestre's arm, and picked up the cup rack next to the table and rushed towards Natalie Silvestre.

Natalie Silvestre heard the wind behind her.

She let go of the doorknob.

With a thud, the metal cup rack hit the door.

An ancient iron door instantly showed a scratch.

Natalie Silvestre's eyes darkened.

She couldn't imagine what would happen if the cup rack hit her head.

And it was her mother doing this.

Her own biological mother.

Natalie Silvestre's eyes grew colder.

"Although I'm not in great need of a mother anymore, your favoritism should still have limits."

"Don't forget, when I was five, you lost me."

After Natalie Silvestre finished speaking, she opened the door directly.

Many well-dressed people surrounded the castle, each one carrying weapons at their waists.

Winniesa Silvestre's scream sounded.

"Ah! The Duke of Fergsac is angry! He must be angry, he's coming for us!"

The whole castle echoed with Winniesa Silvestre's screams.

Natalie Silvestre tapped her ears, reprimanding absent-mindedly, "Keep it down! If you keep yelling in my house, I'll have them shoot you on the spot."

Natalie Silvestre's attention was on the convoy ahead, frowning slightly.

It was strange that these fully armed people appeared at her doorstep.

Especially her assistant, Will, was running over, looking worried.

Natalie Silvestre raised her hand to signal him to stop.

It would be embarrassing for the assistant to see the current scene.

The assistant instantly understood and stopped in his tracks.

Winniesa Silvestre's voice changed from screaming to sobbing.

"Sister, are you going to hit me? If it makes you happy..."

Natalie Silvestre frowned slightly, meeting Winniesa Silvestre's tearful eyes.

Before Natalie Silvestre could speak, Saul Egbert was already standing in front of her.

"Natalie Silvestre, I know you're biased against Winniesa, but it's not her fault."

"The one at fault is the one not loved."

Natalie Silvestre squinted, carefully examining the man in front of her, then spoke.

"You and Winniesa Silvestre are indeed a perfect match. You have no morals, and you're very malicious, just like her."

"What Winniesa Silvestre said earlier was very vague. She hoped everyone would misunderstand that the engagement has been around since I was born, that you've been together since childhood, and I'm the third party."

"It's just a misunderstanding."

Saul Egbert instinctively retorted.

Natalie Silvestre sneered loudly and left.

"I've wasted enough time on you guys."

Assistant saw Natalie Silvestre move, and immediately ran towards her.

He was tall, wearing a well-fitted suit, and exuded a sense of killing once he started running.

In a few breaths, he had already reached Natalie Silvestre.

There was no more worry on his face, only gossip.

"Duke Fergsac, who are those people?"

"Did we turn off your phone because of them? I was worried sick, so I called everyone I could find."

"If you need it, we can arrest them immediately."

Natalie Silvestre looked at her assistant helplessly, patting him on the head.

"You're too happy."

"Get the security, have them throw these people out, and investigate how they got into the castle."

After Natalie Silvestre finished speaking, she got into the car.

Winniesa Silvestre didn't know she would be thrown out soon.

She watched Natalie Silvestre's back, lowered her eyes, and concealed her satisfaction.

"Mom, why would sister have anything to do with these people?"

"Did she learn bad things while wandering outside?"

"She even lied to us just now, saying she's the Duke of Fergsac! It's so scary, I wonder what kind of environment sister grew up in!"

Her eyes revealed the care and determination she had practiced in front of the mirror before: "In the future, I must give my sister lots of love and care!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the sunlight in front of her blocked.

She looked up and saw a group of security guards in uniform, looking fierce and menacing.

Then, her mouth was covered, and her head was covered with a hood.

On the other side, Natalie Silvestre sat in the back seat, watching her assistant on the co-pilot's side, who would rather twist himself into a rope than talk to her.

"Dr. Fergsac, you're amazing! The experiment actually succeeded!"

"All the journalists know it's because of you, so the experiment that was planned to be completed within five years was successful in just one year, so they all want to talk to you. The higher-ups want to hold a press conference, so they asked me to ask for your opinion."

Natalie Silvestre nodded absent-mindedly, holding the phone she just got from Will.

"I have no objections. Let me know when you've confirmed the time."

The man had messaged her about it half an hour ago.

Natalie Silvestre pinched the bridge of her nose with her eyes closed, feeling a headache coming on.

She wasn't interested in blind dates to begin with.

But this person was Kenneth's teacher.

Fourteen years ago, it was the teacher who picked her up from the snow and found her a very good foster parents.

Moreover, she had promised the teacher a long time ago that if the experiment succeeded, she would meet the teacher's son.

Natalie Silvestre sighed helplessly. "Will, go to my golf course."

Will looked surprised at Natalie Silvestre, but nodded anyway.

Probably because he gave his phone to Natalie Silvestre, Will kept talking to her.

"Doctor, don't you dislike playing golf? Why are you meeting there?"

Natalie Silvestre looked up at him, expressionless.

Will instantly fell silent.

Until the car arrived, he didn't say a word.

Natalie Silvestre hadn't even gotten out of the car when she saw someone carrying a golden golf club standing at the door.

Chapter 3: Triple Surgery Fee

His elegant black suit didn't quite fit in.

Especially paired with his expressionless face.

Natalie Silvestre felt embarrassed for him.

To avoid bursting into laughter in front of him later, Natalie Silvestre quickly twitched the corners of her mouth before opening the car door.

"You're late."

The man glanced at Natalie Silvestre and coldly remarked.

"Waiting is a waste of time. You wasted fifty minutes of mine today."

Natalie Silvestre pursed her lips. "Sorry, but when I got the message, you were already here."

"I think if you were sincere, you should have at least told me your arrival time in advance."

After saying this, Natalie Silvestre bypassed the man and walked towards the golf course. "I think the golf club you're holding is just a souvenir. It's made of pure gold, and the carvings on it were handcrafted by Master Byron Samantha."

"How do you know?"

As he spoke, the man picked up the golf club and examined it carefully.

"Because this club was a gift from me to your father."

Natalie Silvestre smiled as she spoke.

The man frowned slightly. "You're bluffing."

He stopped in his tracks.

"I think we're not a good match. I don't like people who lie, and I've heard that you didn't even receive an education when you were wandering around."

"I don't know how you deceived my father, but I won't be fooled."

With that, he stepped over the turnstile.

After the turnstile closed, he turned to look at Natalie Silvestre.

"The expenses here are high. If you can't get in, you can leave."

Natalie Silvestre stood outside the turnstile with her hands behind her back, wearing a fake smile.

She watched the man's figure enter.

Finally, she shouted loudly, "We'll meet soon."

The man didn't say anything, just quickened his pace.

Natalie Silvestre's smile didn't reach her eyes as she took out her phone and called the manager.

Soon, Natalie Silvestre heard a voice she didn't recognize.

"We entered according to the rules. Why are you kicking us out?"

"Jeremiah, doesn't your father own shares here? What's going on?"

Natalie Silvestre stood with her hands behind her back, smiling at the two people being pushed out.

The man with golden hair was shouting incessantly.

And Jeremiah Kenneth remained silent with a dark expression.

Natalie Silvestre replied with a smile to the golden-haired man's words, "Because the owner here was refused when he wanted to give shares to your father. In the end, your father only agreed to accept the dividends from those shares."

Then, she looked at Jeremiah Kenneth. "We meet again."

Jeremiah Kenneth opened his mouth, but before he could speak, two phones rang in the venue.

Natalie Silvestre picked up the phone, looking puzzled. "Who needs surgery so urgently that it's worth you calling me?"

Jeremiah Kenneth answered the phone, his eyes filled with joy. "Really? Did you really contact the Eastern Divine Doctor?"

Natalie Silvestre's hand paused in midair.

She widened her eyes and looked at Jeremiah Kenneth, surprised.

"You're looking for the Eastern Divine Doctor?"

Jeremiah Kenneth frowned. "What's it to you?"

The golden-haired man let out a wildly arrogant laugh.

"She's definitely going to say she's the Eastern Divine Doctor."

"I don't know how Kenneth Teacher got interested in her and chose her to be your wife."

Natalie Silvestre looked the man up and down and then smiled.

Her disdain was so obvious that it made the golden-haired man feel angry.

Pointing at Natalie Silvestre, he loudly demanded, "What's with that look in your eyes?"

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You, an uneducated person, have no right to look at me like that!"

Natalie Silvestre crossed her arms, looked at him, and spoke slowly, "Your grandfather, Ivan Gilbert, never spoke like that in front of me."

"And, I look at you like this probably because you're being kicked out!"

The golden-haired man was frustrated, but he didn't dare to speak.

He didn't know what this woman in front of him did, to know his grandfather's name.

And Natalie Silvestre just noticed that her phone hadn't been hung up all this time.

She put the phone to her ear, but her eyes were fixed seriously on Jeremiah Kenneth.

Suddenly, she smiled.

Her smile looked very bright, but it gave Jeremiah Kenneth a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment, Natalie Silvestre spoke.

"Tell the person who invited me for surgery, it's triple the surgery fee."

Natalie Silvestre finished speaking, hung up the phone with a smile, turned around, and left.

As she walked, she chuckled and said, "Those who were kicked out and those who can't get in, I don't know who's more embarrassing."

The golden-haired man's eyes widened instantly, and he stared at Natalie Silvestre's figure with joy. "You slipped up! You're the one who can't get in!"

Natalie Silvestre twitched her mouth a few times, stopped in her tracks, and turned to look at the golden-haired man. "Believe it or not, you won't get in here in the future."

The smile on the golden-haired man's face froze.

He awkwardly turned his head to look at Jeremiah Kenneth.

"Jeremiah, this is your future wife. Aren't you going to do something about her?"

Jeremiah Kenneth looked serious. "We have no relationship."

He looked at Natalie Silvestre and said seriously, "You've told a lot of lies today. I really dislike you, and I hope you don't meet my father again."

"I won't hold today's events against you, but I'll tell my father directly that we're not a good match, and I hope there won't be a next time."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the staff.

"I want to ask you, is there any misunderstanding? I'm a lifetime member here."

Natalie Silvestre watched his back and smiled.

"As I said, we'll meet soon."

Natalie Silvestre finished speaking, turned around, and left.

Jeremiah Kenneth frowned as he watched Natalie Silvestre's figure.

Natalie Silvestre felt his gaze but didn't look back. She got into the car directly.

In the car, Viel looked at Natalie Silvestre with a puzzled expression.

"Why are we going to the Kenneth Manor? Didn't you just reject the invitation from the Kenneth family's young master?"

Natalie Silvestre leaned back in her seat, playing with her phone. "Because the teacher invited me to dinner."

"If I'm not mistaken, the teacher should have also invited Jeremiah Kenneth."

Viel was surprised. "But you don't seem to like the young master of the Kenyan family."

Chapter 4: A Month's Agreement

Natalie Silvestre put down her phone and looked at Will seriously. "Yes, I don't like Jeremiah Kennis."

"So, I really hope to see him embarrassed in front of our teacher."

"If not, our teacher will definitely urge us to meet again and foster a relationship."

Will was surprised to hear Natalie's words. After a few seconds, he gave her a thumbs up.

Natalie smiled. Time flew by on the road.

However, when Natalie's car turned a corner, she saw two unexpected people far from Kennis Manor.

It was Jeremiah Kennis and that golden-haired man.

Natalie was puzzled about how these two ended up in front of her.

At this moment, Jeremiah Kennis was holding the golden baseball bat, his face looking grim.

And Mr. Kennis, on the other hand, looked furious.

Natalie hesitated. She felt her appearance might not be the best timing.

But equally, she didn't want her teacher to continue being angry.

Teacher Kennis's health hadn't been great since his eldest son passed away.

When the car stopped, all three looked towards Natalie as she stepped out.

Jeremiah Kennis's face darkened instantly. He handed the baseball bat to the golden-haired man. "Ferimon, hold this."

Then, he strode towards Natalie, looking fierce. "Why are you here? I already warned you."

The next moment, he heard something hit his head with a crisp thud.

He held his head for a moment before turning around, seeing his angry father.

"Father!"

Even if Natalie couldn't see Jeremiah Kennis's face, she could feel his distress.

But Mr. Kennis seemed oblivious to it all, his face filled with anger.

"How dare you speak to Natalie like that? She's my favorite junior!"

Jeremiah Kennis was speechless, looking at his father in disbelief.

Mr. Kennis opened his mouth but was interrupted by Natalie's cough.

With hands in her pockets, Natalie smiled at Jeremiah Kennis. "What did I deceive your father about?"

Jeremiah Kennis paused, then grew angrier.

He glared at Natalie, saying each word deliberately. "You deceived my father. You've had a good education and come from a wealthy family, enough to match me!"

Natalie had her hands behind her back. "No, you're wrong on the last point."

"It's your qualifications that don't match mine, regardless of whether I lied or not. That's the truth!"

"She's right."

William Kennis's eyes were all smiles. Standing next to Natalie, everyone could see their close relationship.

Jeremiah Kennis stood still, looking at his father, then at Natalie, incredulous.

William Kennis looked at Natalie, almost showing all his teeth in his smile.

"Last time you were here, you liked this manor a lot. Now, you can move in and become the owner."

"How does that feel? Very happy?"

Natalie stepped back, shaking her head seriously. "No, Mr. Kennis, I have no interest in Jeremiah Kennis."

"Besides, since we met, we've been arguing."

William Kennis looked at Natalie, nodding seriously. But what he said completely misunderstood Natalie's earlier meaning.

"That's right! You two are like bickering lovers!"

"Teacher has much more life experience than both of you. Trust Teacher and Father. You can really get along."

Jeremiah Kennis frowned. Before he could deny, he saw his father raise the golf club.

Instantly, he fell silent.

He turned to glare at Natalie, mouthing that she should refuse.

Natalie watched her teacher eagerly, then nodded.

"Okay, but I need to make a deal."

"If Jeremiah Kennis and I haven't made progress in our relationship within a month, we won't contact each other again."

"That works too."

William Kennis nodded with a smile.

Natalie breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, she realized she relaxed too early.

William Kennis turned to Jeremiah Kennis, once again lifting the golf club.

"I'm telling you, after a month, I want to hear news of grandchildren!"

With that, he walked into the manor, not looking back at the three behind him.

Jeremiah Kennis walked towards the manor with a furrowed brow.

Ferimon Gilbert followed closely behind.

Natalie watched their backs, feeling amused.

She turned to go back to her car, to leave.

But before she could lift her leg, Ferimon Gilbert spotted her.

He looked at Natalie, sneering. "Don't you feel any guilt facing Uncle William? He trusts you, yet you deceive him."

"And when he feels tired because of you, you just leave! You didn't even think to comfort him!"

Natalie stood with her arms crossed, looking at Ferimon Gilbert as if watching a show.

Her elbow rested on the car, her face showing a look of amusement.

"Forget whether what you said makes sense. I can assure you, you won't get into this manor!"

Ferimon Gilbert sneered. "You talk nonsense..."

He didn't finish his sentence, as he caught sight of a figure beside him.

Chapter 5: Father

His smile froze on his face in an instant.

He looked at Jeremiah Kenneth's face, which was full of disbelief.

"No way! You really didn't open the door?"

Jeremiah Kenneth's face was as dark as if it were covered with dark clouds.

But he didn't say anything.

Natalie Silvestre waved her hand at him.

Then she got into the car.

Ferimon Gilbert opened his mouth, only to get a mouthful of car exhaust.

Ferimon Gilbert spat on the ground a couple of times before turning to open the door.

"No way! Didn't the teacher invite us for dinner?"

On the other side, Natalie Silvestre didn't return to her own home but went to the Silvestre Building.

It had been a long time since she had been back.

Four years ago, when she found out that this family didn't welcome her, she left.

Originally, she didn't plan to come back this time either.

But she was very curious about why Saul Egbert had asked to see her.

However, when she reached the door, she found that the password had been changed.

Natalie Silvestre silently curled her lips.

It seemed that no one in this house thought she would come back.

But there should be someone at home at this time!

Just as she was wondering, the excited look in Ver's eyes from the morning in the garden of Fuglsack Castle appeared before her eyes.

She thought she probably knew where to find those people.

She dialed Ver's number.

"Where are my biological mother and the others?"

Before she could hear Ver's response, she heard the door open.

A well-dressed man appeared in front of her.

The man subconsciously asked, "Who are you?"

Natalie Silvestre stood with her hands in her pockets, looking expressionless at the man in front of her.

"Father, although I know you don't like me very much, it still surprises me to hear you say that."

As Natalie Silvestre spoke, she walked past the man.

Marcus Silvestre had never experienced such an awkward situation.

So much so that he stared blankly as Natalie Silvestre walked in, but he had no reaction.

It wasn't until Natalie Silvestre sat on the sofa that he reacted.

He closed the door and strode over to Natalie Silvestre.

He moved so fast that it even created a gust of wind.

"Why didn't you tell us you were coming back?"

Natalie Silvestre leaned back on the sofa, crossing her legs. "I thought I didn't need to tell you when I came back to my own home."

Natalie Silvestre smiled happily.

But in Marcus Silvestre's eyes, her smile seemed insincere.

Marcus Silvestre frowned, looking wary as he gazed at Natalie Silvestre. "Your mother and sister still haven't returned. I can't reach them on the phone. Is this related to you?"

His tone was affirmative.

He stared at Natalie Silvestre, almost shooting fire from his eyes.

Natalie Silvestre raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Then, she raised her phone and pressed the speaker.

"Ver, tell my dear father where his wife and daughter are now."

Ver's voice was clear. "They're both locked up in the police station because they trespassed into Prince Fuglsack's castle."

"If Prince Fuglsack doesn't forgive them, I think they'll be in prison for many years."

There was even a hint of amusement in Ver's voice.

Marcus Silvestre tried to snatch Natalie Silvestre's phone, but he failed.

As he reached out, Natalie Silvestre had already withdrawn her hand to her chest.

Natalie Silvestre slowly stood up from the sofa, looking sarcastic.

"Oh! My dear father! You're really slow."

Natalie Silvestre said, turning to leave.

But as she opened the door, she heard her father's somewhat tired voice.

"If I tell you what Saul Egbert went to do, will you let your mother and sister go?"

Natalie Silvestre didn't say anything, just turned around and stared quietly at Marcus Silvestre.

Marcus Silvestre's eyes went from firm at the beginning to evasive later on.

Chapter 6: Garden Taken Over

Finally, he sighed.

"Well, let Wynnisa go."

Natalie Silvestre sarcastically watched the scene.

But she just continued to turn and walk away.

"I'm going to school now."

"As for your wife and daughter, if they haven't done anything wrong, I don't think the police will keep them."

Natalie Silvestre hugged her arms and turned away.

Marcus Silvestre was very angry.

"You actually refuse my request! I'm your father!"

"And, what's the use of studying! You've always been a fool since you were a child! You're far inferior to Wynnisa!"

Natalie Silvestre's footsteps paused, and she looked at Marcus Silvestre with indifference.

"If it wasn't for your indulgence of the nanny when I was young, I think even if I got lost, I would have had a warm childhood."

Marcus Silvestre instantly quieted down.

He frowned, wanting to retort but not knowing where to start.

Natalie Silvestre didn't care, she continued.

"My dear father, I advise you not to be too confident."

"When I get into the Royal Academy, your daughter Wynnisa Silvestre's fake grades will be exposed."

"I think you should be clear about the serious consequences of academic fraud."

"Not only will it land Wynnisa Silvestre in jail, but it will also tarnish the reputation of the entire Silvestre family."

Marcus Silvestre looked seriously at Natalie Silvestre, then chuckled.

"Just you? Trying to get into the Royal Academy?"

He laughed as he spoke.

"If you can get into the Royal Academy, I'll invest a billion dollars in it!"

Natalie Silvestre smirked and took out her phone, pausing the recording and pressing play.

"It's a deal!"

"Just don't give up because the entire Silvestre family's liquid assets are only $160 million!"

Marcus Silvestre was so angry he couldn't speak.

Natalie Silvestre's departure was very light, so much so that when she passed the lawn in front of her house and saw the old men throwing iron balls, she picked up one and threw it.

In the astonished expressions of the old men, the iron ball disappeared from their sight.

Natalie Silvestre had calmed down.

She turned to the old men with a hint of apology.

"Sorry, I'll return the ball to you! Or I can send someone to find it, but it may take some time."

The old men glanced at each other.

One of them waved his hand.

"No need, no need, we're more curious about how you threw the ball so far."

"And, this is already Duke Fuglsack's private garden. If you wander around, you might encounter danger."

Natalie Silvestre widened her eyes in shock. "Since you know this is Duke Fuglsack's private garden, why are you still playing here?"

The old men didn't say anything.

One of the shorter old men walked up to Natalie Silvestre, sighed, and then spoke, "Originally, we had a garden, but they forcibly occupied it and built a villa. I heard it's because the owner of that house wanted to be friends with Duke Fuglsack."

"Even though all the public opinions were against it, he still went ahead."

"We're just playing here temporarily and will leave soon."

The brows of several old men furrowed.

Natalie Silvestre was the same.

She took out her phone and composed a text message.

"Ver, investigate if there have been any changes around Fuglsack Castle."

By the time Natalie Silvestre put away her phone, the old men had already adjusted their moods.

One of the old men in front of Natalie Silvestre asked with a hand on his chest, "Let's not talk about these unhappy things. Tell us how you threw the iron ball so far. If you're willing to tell me, I, Galt Conab, will immediately recognize you as my master!"

Natalie Silvestre heard the name and felt familiar.

After repeating it in her mind twice, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"You're Galt Conab! The genius physicist!"

"You've heard of my name!" Galt Conab was also very surprised.

Natalie Silvestre nodded with a smile.

"We'll be colleagues soon."

The old man took a step back, looking Natalie Silvestre up and down.

After a while, he suddenly clapped his hands with a smile.

"I thought my new colleague must be a quirky and delicate old witch."

"If it's you, I think I'll enjoy working."

"Who are you calling a quirky old witch!"

An old man nearby immediately questioned loudly.

Seeing the two old men quarreling like this, Natalie Silvestre felt both shocked and amused.

She picked up the lead ball on the ground, just about to start teaching Galt Conab how to throw it, when she heard a very sharp voice ahead.

"Who! Which old bastard threw the lead ball and smashed my house's window!"

"Do you know who I am? Your garden is gone, and you're not stopping. Do you want your whole family to be gone!"

The voice was very sharp.

The faces of the surrounding old men looked ugly.

Natalie Silvestre also stopped her movements.

She silently watched the uninvited guest who had broken into her garden.

She thought she knew how the three people had entered in the morning.

Natalie Silvestre's face became dark.

But the woman still didn't know anything.

She walked directly in front of Natalie Silvestre, holding the lead ball in her hand, and stood with her hands on her hips.

"Did you throw the lead ball into my house?"

Natalie Silvestre said coldly, "Did you build your garden in Duke Fuglsack's private garden?"

The woman's eyes widened

, looking at Natalie Silvestre in shock.

"What are you talking about? Duke Fuglsack has sold that garden to us! As a lowly commoner like you, why do I need to tell you these things? You just need to know that you broke my house's window, and there will be consequences!"

"Let me tell you, now, you only have two choices."

"First, I'll call the police to take you away."

"Second, you let me throw the lead ball once."

Instantly, the surrounding old men were not having it.

"What are you talking about! How can you throw a lead ball at someone? You're really wicked."

The girl was very angry, stomping her foot on these old men.

"I'll tell you! If you say one more word, I'll immediately send you all in!"

In an instant, the surroundings quieted down.

The girl stared at Natalie Silvestre, with a malicious gleam in her eyes.

"Let me see, where should I hit you?"

At this moment, Natalie Silvestre suddenly spoke up.

"I choose the first one, I'll go to the police station."