CHAPTER 373 MR. K IS DEAD

Chapter 373 Mr. K is Dead

The results came out soon.

This day, Natalia received an invitation for a fashion banquet.

The banquet was hosted by a brand that she liked a lot, so she decided to attend.

Coincidentally, Victoria, Laura, Hamlin and Stephen were there too.

They were in the same business, but they rarely had the opportunity to all get together in one event.

So Natalia, in her joy, drank a bit more than she usually did.

She wasn't particularly good at holding her drink, and she hadn't eaten dinner before coming tonight.

Drink on an empty belly made for easy intoxication, so after downing a few, she felt a surge of

drunkenness.

Natalia stopped drinking and told Victoria and gang she was going to the restroom.

Nancy followed her all the way. With her suit and cold face, she was every bit the strong capable

woman.

Natalia give Nancy her bag and had her wait outside. She would come out after she was done.

The restrooms on this side were all sealed with only one exit, so Nancy wasn't worried and let her go

in.

After Nancy finished going, she was washing her hands when she felt a chill on her spine, as if a large

carnivore had set its eyes on her.

She instantly turned alert and spun, barking, "Who is it?"

But before she could finish, a hand extended from her back and clamped over her mouth, dragging her

to a cubicle.

It was dimly lit inside the cubicle.

Natalia was pressed up against the door, her mouth covered, not daring to move.

She widened her eyes, but in the poor lighting, she couldn't see their face.

In the dark, she heard a man's breathing, and her own hammering heartbeat.

Her entire body tensed as she felt the man's head rub up against her ear, as if holding something back

deliberately. Hot, frantic panting tickled her neck.

"It's been a while, little Seven. You don't recognize me?"

Natalia's pupils dilated as she trembled.

It was him!

She knew that voice better than anyone.

After all, for a thousand days and nights, he'd stayed by her side, guiding her, helping her.

It could be said that he was an important figure in her life, someone she owed, but also...

An enemy that she didn't want anything else to do with in her entire life!

Natalia frowned and mumbled incoherently.

The man chuckled.

His voice was light and shallow, without a bit of heat.

"Seems like you recognize me, little Seven. That's good. You've forgotten my taste, but still remember

my voice. That makes me a bit happier."

After a while, he finally loosened her mouth.

Natalia glared at him.

She couldn't make out his features, but she still glared at him furiously, gritting her teeth. "What are you

doing back here?"

The man chuckled again. "Looking for you."

"I no longer have anything to do with you!"

"Tsk, that's going a bit far, don't you think? All those sweet 'big brother', 'big brother's, and it's only been

a few years, hasn't it? You won't have this big brother anymore?"

Natalia sneered.

"No brother would do something like this! And I already told you back then, I've given back everything I

owed, and I'm no longer your sister!"

The man shook his head, sounding quite disappointed.

"Seems like the cold one is still cold and the one in love is still in love, then! When you say you've given : owner of this content.

back everything you owed, you don't mean that, do you? But you see, little Seven, I saved your life

back then. If I hadn't fished you out of the sea back then, you'd only be a bloated corpse now, your

bones sinking to the bottom of the sea. You think those little things you've done are enough to make up

for what you owe me?"

Natalia was furious, almost gnashing her teeth.

"Then what do you want?"

The man laughed again.

He even reached out, and patted her head.

"I told you. I want to marry you."

This time it was Natalia's turn to laugh coldly.

"Sorry. I'm already married."

"It's fine. I'll wait for you to get divorced."

"..."

This man was as bothersome as always!

Ignoring him, she walked outwards.

Outside the cubicle, with outside light shining in, she finally saw the man's face clearly.

He was tall, at 188 centimeters, about as tall as Archie but emanating completely different auras.

Archie was the sort of cool, elegantly put together individual, while this man was sinister, with the sort

of naturally unrestrained, bewitching light in his eyes, the sort of poison that you absolutely couldn't

touch!

Natalia said icily, "So you were the one who gave me those things on set before!"

The man squinted, smiling. "Yes. Did you like them?"

Natalia sneered. "I threw the flowers away. The necklace is in my bag. I'll give them back in a bit."

The man shook his head. "Still so heartless, little Seven!"

Natalia was turning to leave when he said that and she simply couldn't take it anymore. Spinning

widdershins, she spat, "I'm warning you, don't call me little Seven again! I don't want to hear that

again!"

The man raised an eyebrow. "Okay, little Seven?"

"..."

The man laughed again, his eyes twinkling playfully. "It's been four years, little Seven, did you miss

me?"

Natalia felt her chest was about to explode.

She didn't know why she was so angry, but just looking at his face, the past echoed in her mind, and

she just wanted to punch him.

Coldly, she snapped, "I didn't! And I'm not interested in you! So please, stay out of my life and don't

come harass me again!"

With that, she turned around to leave.

At that moment, the man's slightly cooler voice came from behind.

"Mr. K is dead!"

Natalia halted in her tracks.

Her whole body stiffened.

She turned around, looking at him in disbelief as she choked on her words a little. "What did you say?"

The man's smile was gone, but his gaze was calm, emotionless, as if he was describing a normal affair.

"Mr. K's dead. Assassinated half a month ago. Should be the same people who were targeting you

back then. I found that flower symbol on Mr. K's body."

Natalia stood there in a daze, her head empty, her ears buzzing.

She couldn't believe the news at all. After a while, she found her voice.

"What's going on? Wasn't he... always in the country recently? Why..."

"He was assassinated in the country. In his own home, with his wife and daughter there. But those two

were only knocked unconscious, and they weren't targeted. So I suspect Mr. K must have caught wind

of something. From what happened seven years ago, they must be an organization with regulations

and standards, who don't kill innocent bystanders. That's why they let the wife and daughter live."