My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Natalie dug out the soil and saw her dirty doll.

She was about to go home with the doll in her arms, but she found that there was a thick fog blocking her way. She could no longer find her way back home.

By the time she woke up from her dream, it was already morning.

She often had this same dream. The more times this dream repeated itself, the more Natalie started to wonder whether she really had such a doll when she was a child.

In fact, she did not remember these details because she barely had any memories of her childhood.

The maids whom Tobias mentioned arrived shortly after Natalie woke up. They turned out to be a lady in her fifties and a few young girls.

"Miss Godfrey, you can call me Anna in the future," Anna introduced herself with a friendly smile.

"I'd better call you Aunt Lee." Natalie was being respectful to Anna.

Aunt Lee smiled even more happily. She continued to introduce the rest of the young girls as her maids too. Natalie was really shocked to learn that she had so many maids.

"Of course we need more people to clean up such a big house," Aunt Lee explained.

"Employing so many maids is a waste of money. I can do the cleaning up too. I'm not that weak," while speaking, Natalie raised her arm.

Aunt Lee smiled and replied, "This is Mr. Whitlock's order. Miss Godfrey, you don't need to worry, we won't disturb the two of you."

She said she would not disturb Mr. Whitlock and her...

Natalie blushed slightly. Did Aunt Lee misunderstand something?

She couldn't say anything in response after this, so she went out of the house in a hurry. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

After going out, she went straight to the coffee farm. After all, she hadn't earned her tuition fee for the next semester, so she still had to hurry up to make more money.

However, it didn't take long for Manager Larson to come over. He invited Natalie to the office.

"Miss Godfrey, please don't stir up trouble for such a small company like us. You don't need to come to work for us with your status now." Manager Larson, who was usually arrogant, lowered his voice when talking to her at this moment.

That morning, he had received a call from Tobias' assistant to inform him that Natalie now belonged to Tobias.

Manager Larson understood fully what he had meant.

Benjamin didn't state anything explicitly, but Manager Larson guessed that Natalie was probably Tobias' lover or something similar.

"Shouldn't the president of such a conglomerate have a lot of lovers?" Manager Larson pondered and assumed that Tobias was no exception.

Although Natalie was just his lover, she still belonged to Tobias! With her newfound identity, he, the manager of a small coffee farm, couldn't afford to offend her.

Natalie was confused by Manager Larson's words.

Manager Larson almost cried as he was explaining, "You're Mr. Whitlock's woman now. I don't deserve you as our employee. My lifespan will be shortened if you choose to continue working

here."

Natalie finally understood what he meant. It seemed that she could not continue this job anymore.

"Do remember to settle my final salary," Natalie said before she left his office.

Manager Larson was dumbfounded. He wondered why Natalie, being Tobias' lover, still cared about such a meager salary.

However, since she had mentioned this, Manager Larson would definitely pay her, except that he was paying her ten times her original salary.

After receiving the thick wad of banknotes, Natalie was being told of the reason she was being paid that much. She only took the portion that she deserved and put it in her pocket, and she left the rest of the money on Manager Larson's table.

After walking out of the coffee farm, she made a phone call to Tobias.

"Hello, this is Natalie!" As soon as the phone was connected, Natalie boomed directly. Tobias replied, "I know." His voice was even deeper and hoarser on the phone, which made her heart beat faster.

Being straightforward, Tobias said

unceremoniously, "No one is as rude as you."

Natalie blushed in response. Was she rude? She didn't think so!

Wasn't this how people talk on the phone?

Indeed, people from the upper class of society were really different.

"Why did you make me lose my job?" Natalie asked directly.