The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 227

Callum thought to himself, "Of all the people he could bother, why did that scum Magnus have to mess with his Buttercup?"

If Magnus didn't back off, Callum would be sure to give him a taste of his own medicine. He was no pushover, despite what Magnus might have thought!

Were it not for the consideration of Natalia’s feelings, Callum would have landed more than just one punch on Magnus!

The sounds of rage and destruction reached Natalia’s ears, but she said nothing. She just leaned tiredly against Callum’s chest, closing her eyes. She felt exhausted, and her heart was empty. She felt like a lone boat adrift on the ocean, with no anchor or direction.

Perhaps, she thought, if she got engaged to Callum, Magnus would finally leave her alone.

Callum noticed Natalia slowly lose her strength, so he scooped her up and made his way towards the exit of Orange Horizon.

Outside the building, a crowd of reporters armed with cameras and microphones had gathered. Clearly, they were here for the juicy gossip. They had received a tip-off earlier in the day about Rowell's lost-and-found daughter, Natalia.

As soon as they saw her being carried out by Callum, they became excited. Everyone knew that Callum was the Duke favored by the Queen, and the fact that he was holding the Count of Rowell's daughter so intimately indicated that their relationship was not ordinary.

This was sure to be big news!

As Callum carried Natalia through the revolving glass doors, the reporters swarmed around them, sticking their cameras and microphones in their faces.

"Duke Callum, is that the Count of Rowell's daughter in your arms?"

"Duke Callum, are you two a couple?"

"Is it true that the girl Count Rowell spent so much effort finding is named Natalia?"

"Miss Natalia, could you share your feelings about Duke Callum?"

"Miss Natalia, we heard you work at Orange Horizon and recently won the Global Designer Award. Is that true?"

The reporters asked questions all at once, creating a chaotic scene reminiscent of a bustling marketplace.

Natalia, already feeling down, was further irritated by this unexpected media frenzy. She wanted to shout and tell everyone she didn’t like the attention!

But she knew that if she did that, it would only bring more attention to her.

Sensing Natalia’s discomfort, Callum shielded her face with his hand to protect her from the blinding camera flashes. He whispered to her, “Don’t worry, Buttercup. It’s just some annoying reporters. We’ll get out of here soon.”