Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother-Chapter 421: Savage Natalie

Grace was fuming inside with anger as well. She was going to be the daughter-in-law of this family, but Natalie had started to act like one.

She turned to Aeldric. "Mr. Riverdale, what is she doing here? Isn’t she aware that Aiden and I are going to marry?"

Aeldric’s expression turned grave. He was the one who had invited Natalie here, expecting some other outcome, but...

"I am here because Mr. Riverdale personally invited me to attend your wedding," Natalie answered her, a light smirk playing on her lips.

Grace looked at Aeldric with shocked expressions. Why would this old man do this when it was already tough for her to get Justin’s attention—and now this woman was here, so how was she going to do it?

"I invited her to let her see where she stands and who’s the real mistress of this family," Aeldric assured Grace. "Once you marry Aiden, you will be the legal mistress of this home and his wife. We don’t consider marriages that happened outside the Eastern Country as legal once here."

Grace felt relieved, and her lips curved into a smile as she looked at Natalie—but it didn’t last long with what she heard next.

"Justin," Natalie said, "that means we don’t have to get divorced for you to marry another woman in this country?"

"We don’t need to," Justin replied.

"Woah! That’s a great relief," Natalie said happily. "I can keep being your Queen, while you can have those useless concubines on the side. I don’t mind having a few sidekicks for myself."

"As long as you like it," Justin replied smoothly, adding more food to Natalie’s dish. "Eat well."

Grace gritted her teeth, seeing how Justin sided with whatever Natalie said. "Who are you calling a sidekick?"

Natalie offered her wicked smile. "You’re angry—that means you understood your place, Ms. Hartz. Haven’t you read history? Kings had one Queen, and the rest were just useless playthings... Oops... I mean, concubines."

"In this country, your marriage means nothing. That means I would be the Queen, and you are no better than a mistress," Grace spat out.

Natalie chuckled, "All the best with being a queen whose husband loves only his mistress and spends all his nights with her, while the queen remains untouched and lonely for a lifetime."

"He would fall for me and—"

"Justin, would you?" Natalie asked, as she looked at him.

"I only love you. Others are just a nuisance," Justin replied as he fed Natalie with his own spoon like a caring husband.

Justin was quiet and went with whatever Natalie was doing. He decided to let Natalie have fun and take out the anger that she must have felt when she received the wedding invitation. He knew he way of taking out her anger was being savage and destroying the person with no crumbs left behind.

Even if she killed someone here out of anger, he wouldn’t mind. She didn’t deserve to go through any humiliation.

On the side, Meira was eating quietly with her head lowered. She couldn’t help but admire Natalie for how she was dealing with the annoying people in this house.

While Noah ate as if he could hear nothing at all. He was used to Justin and Natalie running over other people entirely, so he was immune to it.

Aeldric didn’t know what to do. This woman, Natalie, was simply infuriating. If she and Justin had argued over anything, that would have been better—but the scene was something else. He didn’t want to touch Justin’s bottom line before the wedding, as he needed it to happen without any issues. And he knew, just like his father Alexander, Justin’s bottom line was his wife.

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Grace looked at Aeldric for help, but the man said, "Grace, wait till the wedding is over. Everything is yours."

Grace finally calmed down. She was sure that in this family, what Aeldric said was the rule—otherwise, why would Justin agree to marry her?

In response, Natalie simply diverted her attention to her husband. "Justin, you should eat as well. All you’re doing is feeding me." She fed him with her spoon, which Justin ate with delight.

"His name is Aiden. Why do you still keep calling him Justin?" Grace asked, displeased, and looked at Aeldric, "Am I right, Mr Riverdale?"

"Of course," the old man replied.

Natalie looked back at her, calm, but wickedly arrogant. "I clearly know the name written on my wedding certificate. But it’s my choice what I call my own husband. Even if I call him a pig, it’s my choice—and he would be fine with it," Natalie looked at Justin. "Am I right?"

"You can never be wrong," he replied calmly.

Grace could only be angry. Pig. She called him a pig, but he was fine with it. Seeing him so dedicated to her, as if she had put some spell on him, Grace felt like killing this woman right there.

"I am done," Natalie said.

"Then, let me take you to our room, so you can freshen up and rest," Justin offered as he stood up.

Natalie accepted his hand and stood up as well. She looked at Aeldric. "Mr. Riverdale, thank you for the breakfast. Though it was different in taste, I’m sure I’ll get used to it soon—eating here with you all every day. And I won’t be thanking you after this, as this is my husband’s home and so mine as well."

Aeldric understood her implication—that she had no intention of leaving. He frowned and said, "Suit yourself."

Noah and Meira had finished as well. They stood up and followed Justin.

Before taking Natalie to his room, Justin turned to Noah. "I’m leaving Meira’s responsibility to you. Take care of her. I’ll be busy with Natalie. You can take her out somewhere instead of keeping her here."

"Yes, Mr. Harper."

Noah understood that after the previous night’s incident, Justin didn’t want Meira to stay in her room and dwell on it. A little change would be good for her.

Justin looked at Meira. "Having Noah with you is the same as having me with you. If you need anything or you have any trouble, tell him without any hesitation."

Meira nodded.

"Where do you want to go?" Noah asked her.

Meira realized the last time she went to Justin’s office, Noah was the one who took her out, and he treated her well.

"I don’t know where to go," she replied. "I don’t know this place."

Noah hummed and looked at Lana. "Get a warm jacket for her."

Lana left while Meira asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

"Just somewhere outside," he replied calmly as both of them headed outside.

Lana returned with the winter jacket for Meira. Noah looked at it and frowned lightly, as it was not warm enough. "Is this the only one she has?"

"For now, yes," Lana replied.

"I had all my clothes left where I used to stay, and this is what I wore when they brought me here," Meira replied. "But this one is good as well."

Noah said nothing and asked them to sit in the car. Meira and Lana sat in the back passenger seat while Noah sat in the front passenger seat and instructed the driver to drive away.