Chapter 93: Nathaniel Hanson, Scram

Even beggar couldn't begin to describe the gap between him and the other.

No, he couldn't accept it...

How could Monica Baldwin possibly marry Victor Chadwick?

How could Monica, whom he didn't want, marry the most mysterious and powerful man in the entertainment circle?

This couldn't be real; he must be dreaming.

After calming Monica, Victor finally looked up at Nathaniel. His sharp, icy eyes were like those of an eagle eyeing its prey, and his sexy, full lips moved slightly, "It seems that Mr. Hanson isn't too fond of the dishes here, hmm?"

His deep and rich voice made people's hearts tremble...

Nathaniel felt a chill down his spine and his throat tightened, especially after hearing Victor's icy words. He ended up sitting on the ground. His naive demeanor made the servers around him struggle to hold back their laughter.

"You... Enjoy your meal, I... I'll go first..." Nathaniel tried to get up from the ground, but...