Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 391 Framed

Chapter 391 Framed

Natalia's head hurt.

It felt like someone had split her skull open with an axe.

She was incredibly tired, too, with a faint, sharp pain coming from the base of her spine.

She grunted painfully under her covers and instinctively laid her hand on the person next to her, eyes closed as she murmured, "Archie..."

After a while, there was no reply.

Finally sensing that something was wrong, Natalia slowly opened her eyes.

The room was dimly lit, with simple architecture and décor of black and white stripes instead of the interior she knew.

Where was this?

Her memories from before she'd lost consciousness slowly returned. As she muddied through them, her gaze fell on a menu logo at the end of the bed, and she trembled, waking up completely in an instant.

This was the Musi Hotel!

Natalia jolted with shock and stood up. But the moment she moved, she found that there was one other person on the bed than her.

Felix Bissel!

Her face shifted!

Felix was waking up slowly too. He frowned, looked at the woman sitting in front of him, blinked, then smiled slowly.

"Even if you wanted to sleep with me, little Seven, you didn't have to go so far. Drugging my drink to get me here? My, my. Such a direct method. I like it, though."

"Shut it!"

Natalia was going insane.

She clutched her head and thought back, then looked sharply to the side. Her bag and phone were still there.

She hurriedly picked up her phone and checked the message that Victoria had sent her.

The message was still there, and the number was definitely hers.

Her face was faintly pale and her fingers trembled over the number before she finally dialed it.

After a while, someone picked up.

"Natalia."

Victoria's voice came from the other end, sounding crisp and pleasing.

Natalia's throat felt a bit dry. She went quiet for a few seconds before she stammered, "Are you okay?"

"Me? Of course I'm okay, why?"

Victoria had a smile in her voice, without a trace of her helpless desperation over the phone earlier.

Hearing Natalia remain silent on the other end, she asked a little curiously, "Did something happen, Natalia? What's wrong?"

Natalia forced a chuckle.

"Nothing's wrong."

"If nothing's wrong, why are you asking me if I'm okay?"

"I..." She pursed her lips, swallowed, and said lightly, "I just had a bad dream. If you're fine, that's great. I've got something else to work on, so I'm hanging up."

Hearing that, Victoria laughed cheerily and said a few words comforting her before she hung up.

The room fell into an eerie silence.

Natalia could feel her racing heartbeat as an abyssal panic began to envelop her.

She grasped her phone. A few missed calls were on there, all from Archie.

Up until now, she didn't know what was going on.

But she could predict the end goal.

Someone had set a trap for her and lured her in, trying to ruin her completely!

Victoria's call was fake.

It wasn't anything too smart, either. From Victoria's number to that rather garbled audio, it was possible to synthesize them with software.

Natalia had spent so much time in the underworld outside the country, she should have known about such techniques, much less have fallen prey to them.

It was just that she'd left those circles for years, and hadn't expected someone to use such dirty tactics against her.

Besides, she'd been panicking, which ended up dragging her into the trap.

Thinking of that, she raised her head and glared at Felix at the side.

Seeing that, Felix instantly guessed what she was thinking and hurriedly waved his hands.

"I didn't."

Natalia sneered.

Of course she believed he didn't. With Felix's wits, if he really wanted to hurt her, he had more elegant ways of doing things without implicating himself like this. Only...

Her face darkened as she said coldly, "Don't tell me you're dumb enough to fall for that!"

Felix cocked an eyebrow, a shallow smile in his gaze.

"Still so confident in your big brother, little Seven."

He spoke, and got out of bed leisurely. Compared to Natalia's ruffled state, he was dressed impeccably, so neat there wasn't a wrinkle on him.

He walked up in front of the closet and opened the door.

The next second, a well-built middle-aged man rolled out of the closet.

Natalia was in shock!

And the person who'd rolled out of the closet was almost in tears seeing her.

There was a rag stuffed into his mouth, and his hands and feet were bound. Because he couldn't speak, he was mumbling indistinctly.

Natalia looked at him in disbelief. "Shawn? It's you!"

Shawn was trying his utmost to get a word out, but he simply couldn't say anything clear.

Natalia frowned and was about to take the gag out of his mouth when a series of hurried footsteps came from outside.

"Are you sure the person inside is Natalia McCarthy?"

"Positive! I saw her go in with a man earlier."

Natalia and Shawn's faces both changed.

Felix, though, standing at the side, had his arms crossed and a grin on his face. He obviously just wanted to be a fly on the wall!

And at a time like this, Natalia was sure that this was the people behind the scenes trying deliberately to get her.

What big news would it be to have the lady of McCarthy Properties meeting her ex-boyfriend in a hotel?

And those people could use this chance to blow the entire topic out of proportion. She didn't even want to think about it!

There was already knocking from outside the door. Natalia didn't have any more time to think. She kicked Shawn back into the closet, then dragged Felix with her to the window and leapt up. "This is the fifteenth floor, little Seven, I like you, but I'm not going to die with you."

Felix was still there hesitating when Natalia pulled him up.

"Quit with the nonsense! Follow me!"

She said, and took his collar as she dragged him with her towards a balcony next to theirs.

Seeing that, Felix narrowed his eyes, then shook his head.

"Tsk. So uncivilized."

The door was forced open.

Among the people rushing in, besides the reporters, there was also the hotel staff.

But everyone was taken aback at the empty room.

The person who'd leaked the info and gotten people to come with saw the situation, expression shifting. "That's impossible! I saw her come in with my own eyes; where is she?"

At that moment, a whimper came from the closet.

Everybody froze, and someone walked over, opening the door.

A bundled-up person rolled out into the room again.