Natalie looked at Nathan in shock, her expression becoming more aggrieved. "Mr. Ford, what do you mean by this?"
Nathan, already impatient with Natalie's pretense, knew his own body well enough to be sure he couldn't have done anything to Natalie in that state. He was certain he hadn't touched her, yet Natalie's demeanor suggested otherwise, as if something had indeed happened between them.
"What do you mean?" Nathan narrowed his eyes, glaring coldly at Natalie with a sarcastic smile on his lips. "Natalie, I underestimated you. Tell me, what do you want?"
If Natalie really had ulterior motives, she could have staged a few photos last night to serve as so-called evidence, even if nothing had happened.