novelxo Chapter 1044
Chapter 1044
Chapter 1044
Turning over her shoulder, Helma instructed her housekeeper, “Keep the jewelry safe until the day of the banquet.”
“Understood!”
Helma was extremely satisfied with the jewelry Natalie had customized for her. Back to her enthusiastic self, she held Natalie's arm and said, “Natalie, it's almost time for dinner. Stay and have dinner with me.”
Natalie wasn't interested in food, but she had to accept Helma's invitation, as the latter was too welcoming.
“Sure.”
“I'll have to ask my housekeeper to prepare her signature dishes!” Helma beamed, leading Natalie out of the private cinema and into the brightly lit hall.
Both ladies chatted for a bit.
Soon, an immaculately dressed middle-aged man walked into the hall.
He was no longer young and wasn't that handsome, but his rich experience gave him an imperious air. It was clear that he was the head of the family.
Seeing him, Helma stood up and greeted, “Father.”
Geert gave Helma a curt nod before his gaze landed on the young lady beside his daughter.
His first impression was that the young lady was a beauty.
However, he couldn't hide his shock when he realized how much she resembled the woman in the painting.
Geert couldn't help but wonder if the woman in the painting was back as if they were two peas in a pod. However, he soon realized that the woman in the painting should be around his age. This young lady wasn't the person he thought she was.
Why is this happening?
Geert couldn't keep his eyes off Natalie the moment he spotted her.
Naturally, Natalie sensed his smoldering gaze that was directed at her. Feeling uncomfortable, she furrowed her brows.
I never heard that Geert was a lascivious man. He's an aristocrat in Loang but only has two daughters —Helma and Heidi. That's rare enough. Was my intel wrong?
Natalie's hands were tied.
She wasn't alone, for Helma, too, felt uncomfortable with how her father was staring at Natalie.
As far as Helma was concerned, her father wasn't a lecherous man who would stare at pretty women. Seeing his reaction, she covered her lips and coughed lightly.
“Ahem!” Her deliberate cough snapped Geert out of his reverie.
He knew Helma had misunderstood him.
Geert gave a dry chuckle and returned to his usual self. “Helma, who is this?”
Seemingly upset, Helma said, “Father, this is Natalie Nichols. I hired her to design my jewelry.”
“Natalie Nichols?” Geert muttered her name under his breath.
Natalie gave Geert a polite but distant nod. “Mr. Leitz, it's a pleasure to meet you.”
Deep down, Geert couldn't help but be amazed at how much she resembled the woman in the painting. However, as Helma was around, he had to tamp down his excitement and pretend to be calm. “Mm.”
An awkward silence ensued.
Natalie racked her brains to come up with a reason to excuse herself.
But before she could say anything, Geert beat her to it. “Now that you're here, why don't you show me the jewelry you designed for my daughter?”
He wanted her to stay so he could observe her more.
Both Helma and Natalie were stunned by his request.
“Father, there's no need to trouble Natalie. I can—”
“Helma, you don't have to. She's here. Isn't it easier if I ask her to show me the jewelry?”
Helma scrunched up her brows. She didn't understand why Geert did that.
“Father—”
“Do you want me to repeat myself?” Geert's voice grew stern. “You must be thinking about wearing the customized jewelry for Bastien's birthday banquet. Is it wrong for me to show my concern about it?”