Have you see her?

Vincent Crown stormed through the streets, his jaw clenched in frustration. His patience had worn thin after hours of searching, yet Natalia was nowhere to be found.

Stopping by a local café, he approached a group of gossiping women and asked sharply, "Have any of you seen Natalia Cartwright?" He showed them the picture.

One of the women scoffed, adjusting her sunglasses. "After her father publicly disowned her? Please. I bet she's hiding in shame."

Another chimed in with a smirk, "Maybe she finally realized she's nothing without her family name. She fooled everyone, but in the end, she's just a fallen heiress."

Vincent's fists clenched, rage simmering beneath his skin. His eyes darkened as he stepped closer to the woman who spoke.

The woman smirked, tilting her head. "Oh? You're holding back? Why don't you finish what you started? Or are you just another one of Natalia's pets?"