The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 372

Listening to Hector's words, Magnus was seething with rage. He grabbed Hector by the collar, and his fist was cocked back, ready to deliver another blow. His fist sliced through the air, bringing a chill wind towards Hector's face, but Hector caught it with ease.

He stared at Magnus with icy disdain. "Is fighting all you know? Grow up, Magnus. Love isn't something you own; it's not a toy, and it's definitely not something you can claim with brute force!"

Magnus felt like he was staring at a stranger. Never had he imagined that he and his cousin would come to blows, with the latter looking back at him with such detachment.

He had wanted to pummel Hector, but to what end?

Would beating Hector change the situation they were in?

Would it heal the yearning he had suffered?

Would it make his wife come back to him immediately?

No, it wouldn't. At that moment, the force seemed so pale and laughable.

Magnus let out a bitter chuckle. "Ha, Hector, long time no see, and you've gotten pretty tough. Cut the crap. Where's my wife?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Andersen, but this is a fashion company, not a lost and found," Hector replied coolly.

"Cut the act, Hector! I saw you whisk Natalia away at the fashion show!" James stormed in, pointing an accusing finger at Hector. "Bro's wife is off-limits, man! And you call yourself family? You kidnapped Natalia! Dressing all sharp doesn't hide your dirty tricks. Disgusting!"

Their argument quickly drew the attention of the NH International staff, who began whispering and gossiping among themselves.

Facing James' accusation, Hector stood his ground with indignation. "If it weren't for his interference, Natalia and I would've been long gone and not here dealing with his accusations! Ask him how he's wronged Natalia over the years!"

"Wronged? You're the homewrecker here, you unethical interloper!" James moved to push Hector aside, saying, "Out of the way! We're going upstairs to find Natalia. Jonas is waiting for her at home."

Hector stood immovable. His contempt for James was clear. "James, could you maybe show a little class? This is my company, not some rowdy farmers' market. You want to find someone, be my guest, but make sure she wants to see you. Otherwise, you're no different from a street thug."

"You! Fine, Hector, you win! You break up a marriage and still play the saint?" James was furious and tried to kick Hector, but Magnus stopped him mid-motion.

Magnus turned to James, his voice cold and terse. "Let's go."

"But Natalia is still up there, Magnus. Just let me knock this homewrecker down, and then..."

Before James could finish, Magnus had already turned away, striding towards the exit without looking back. James' words were caught in his throat as he hurried after Magnus. "Magnus, you're not going after Natalia? She's still up there! We have to bring her back!"