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A Cue for Love (Natalie and Samuel)

Chapter 245
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Chapter 245 Berated For Walking Barefoot

“Nat…” Samuel called out softly, but the woman in his embrace did not respond.

Feeling worried, he looked down, only to find that she was asleep.

Natalie’s eyes were tightly closed, and her eyelashes quivered as she breathed.

She has fallen asleep?

Billy and Sarah had reported to him that Natalie had been shutting herself up in the laboratory to make

the incense and weapons during the day. At night, she would familiarize herself with the landscape of the

Todd residence after everyone had fallen asleep.

Hence, she was exhausted.

“Sleep well.”

Samuel planted a light kiss on her forehead before tightening his arms around her.

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Only by holding her like that could he feel at ease and contented.

When Natalie woke up, she felt that the fatigue she had accumulated before was gone in an instant.

Looking around, she noticed that Samuel was no longer beside her.

Getting out of bed, she stepped on the cold floor barefoot.

Walking out of the bedroom, she saw an extremely luxurious corridor.

The crystal chandelier radiated dazzling rays of light through refraction. Looking down from the second

floor, she felt that the place was like a castle in a fairy tale.

Along the way, she did not see any servants.

Strolling down the long stairs, she noticed Samuel and Billy in the living room, chatting about something.

As soon as he heard footsteps, Samuel turned around and saw Natalie.

“You’re awake.”

“Yes,” she responded, rubbing her tummy. “I’m a little hungry.”

Samuel’s gaze traveled from top to bottom and finally landed on the pair of her bare feet.

Her feet were of normal size, and her toes were fair and beautiful.

Not only was Samuel fascinated, but Billy’s eyes were also attracted to her feet.

The moment he noticed Billy staring at her feet in a daze, he felt a hint of coldness flash across his eyes.

“Billy, get me a pair of slippers.”

After Billy regained his senses, he did not dare to take another look. “Yes, Mr. Bowers.”

As Billy went to look for slippers, Samuel walked toward Natalie and asked unhappily, “Why didn’t you

wear slippers?”

Confused, she replied, “I didn’t see any slippers.”

Even though Samuel was afraid that she would catch a cold, he was even more dissatisfied when other

men looked at her feet.

Even if the man was his closest subordinate, an ally with whom he had gone through life-and-death

situations, he still felt upset.

Soon, Billy returned with a pair of slippers.

Initially, Natalie wanted to wear them herself, but Samuel took the slippers, squatted down, and held her

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feet before putting them into the slippers one after another.

His palm was huge and warm. Even when he bent down to put on slippers for her, he was still as elegant

as an emperor.

At that instant, her heart started racing.

Billy, who was standing at the side, was shocked when he saw his high and mighty superior bending

down to put on slippers for Natalie. Flustered, he did not know where to look.

Could it be that from today onwards, not only do I have to deal with work, but I also have to watch them

being lovey-dovey with each other?

After putting on the slippers, Samuel slowly got up and stared at Natalie, uttering, “If you don’t see any

slippers in the future, stay on the bed. You’re not allowed to walk around the house barefooted.”

Natalie was rendered speechless by his words.

Is he afraid of me catching a cold, or does he dislike others looking at my feet? Either way, isn’t he

overreacting?

Abruptly, Natalie remembered that she was still wearing the ugly hyper-realistic mask.

Even though Samuel doesn’t seem like someone who only cares about looks, he’ll still be amazed when

he sees my true face, right? Even with that thought, soon, she fell into self-denial again. Yes, my real

face is a lot better compared to the hyper-realistic mask I’m wearing right now, but my facial features are

the same as Yara’s.