The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 222

Callum was anxious to understand Magnus' current situation, and his patience was running thin with Magnus' constant meddling with his girl.

In no time, his loyal men gathered the necessary information. "Boss, Magnus now owns a company called Orange Horizon. Ms. Clarkson, Natalia, is currently working there. He bought it for fifty billion."

Callum waved his hand to dismiss his men, scoffing internally. He knew Magnus would go to great lengths to get close to Natalia.

Magnus, do you still think you're the king of Melfort? If you think you can lead me by the nose again, then all my years have been wasted!

Anger surged within Callum, and he wanted nothing more than to give Magnus a good beating. But as he reached the door, he stopped.

Natalia might seem delicate on the outside, but she was fiercely stubborn on the inside. What she hated most was deceit. If she found out about Magnus' calculated deception, then she would be so mad and disappointed.

“Magnus, don't think you're so clever. You might just end up shooting yourself in the foot!” A playful smile curved on Callum's lips. “Magnus, brace yourself for the wrath of Natalia!”

"Boss, Count Rowell plans to announce in the headlines tomorrow that Ms. Clarkson is his daughter-in-law." The man Callum had just dismissed came back with the news.

"Alright." Callum nodded dismissively. "Well, that's the truth. Suppose he wants to acknowledge it publicly, even better. You all just stand by for now."

"Understood!" His men left to carry out his orders.

Callum had found Magnus' weak spot and was in high spirits. He strode out of the castle, heading towards Natalia's apartment.

Magnus was so shameless that Callum had to stay on guard. Who knew what kind of tricks Magnus would pull next?

*

The morning sun streamed through the light pink curtains, warming Natalia's face. She stretched lazily and got up from bed. As she pulled the curtains apart, she was surprised to see a motorhome parked outside her window.

It was a sleek, new Lincoln motorhome basking in the morning sunlight. It looked luxurious yet reserved.

Whose vehicle was this? Why was it parked outside her window? Natalia was slightly puzzled. She quickly freshened up and headed towards the motorhome.

As she approached, she bent slightly, trying to peer inside to see if there was anyone in it. However, the vehicle was designed for privacy, and all that was reflected on the thick windows was Natalia's confused face.

Just as Natalia was debating whether to knock on the window, the motorhome door slowly opened. A pair of long, straight legs stretched out, ending in shiny polished shoes.

"Cal, is that you?" Natalia was surprised to see Callum. Why was he sleeping in a vehicle instead of his castle?"

Callum looked tired, and his eyes were bloodshot. "Natalia, I can't bear to let you stay here alone. I'm worried Magnus might pull another stunt. I just picked a vehicle from the garage last night and slept outside your window. It's the only way I could rest easy."

Natalia was speechless. She couldn't imagine the always elegant Callum, choosing to sleep in a vehicle outside her window instead of his castle.