CHAPTER 112: CHAPTER 112: WHAT KIND OF DIVINE LOVE IS THIS!

Natalie Vaughn was unsure about how Zane Thorne’s arrival would leave questions in the minds of the film crew, but she indeed did it deliberately.

First, the crew had many eyes, and she didn’t want to unnecessarily provoke some idiot to cause trouble for her. Secondly, revealing her married status and having her husband visit the crew would prevent any rumors from arising.

After all, scandals in the entertainment industry are all too common, and she didn’t want Zane to get jealous from seeing such things.

Zane came for the same reason.

After watching such a show, the two didn’t plan to stay on set any longer and returned to the hotel. Felix Langdon was already waiting in front of Natalie Vaughn’s presidential suite.

The absence of the dominating aura of a sponsor father and the melancholy between his brows made Vaughn think, for a moment, that Felix was a love-stricken college student.

Seeing the two, Felix collected his emotions as if the melancholy just now was merely an illusion for Vaughn.

Watching was one thing, but as a friend, it wasn’t fair for Felix’s state to become gossip.

Emotions seem to be the bonds gifted to life. Probably because the mundane and procedural aspects of the world are too dull, and emotions are like dye splashed across every corner of life.

Whether happiness, pain, bliss, or torment.

But without a doubt, whatever emotions bring, they are always profound and someone longs for them.

After entering the room, Vaughn proactively made space for the two men to have some alone time. She thought some words between brothers might be enlightening.

However, unexpectedly, Felix and Zane did not mention Quinn Langley at all.

"Sis-in-law asked about the issue at Altara Hospital, and I told her."

Zane replied without any surprise. It was quite unusual when Vaughn suddenly agreed to Felix’s filming, and after returning, he encountered a kidnapping incident. After questioning, Felix told everything.

He hadn’t planned to hide it anyway.

As for Vaughn... she never said Felix couldn’t talk to Zane about their dealings.

"Mr. Thorne, is it just because he lost both legs?"

Felix wasn’t foolish. If it was only due to the accident with Gideon Sheffield that left him disabled, Zane wouldn’t have had to leave the track, nor live so hard for the past five years.

But since Zane wasn’t speaking, he didn’t ask, because he understood his brother. Not saying it must be for a reason. But now things were different; Vaughn was also investigating what happened back then.

Zane stood by the window, looking at the gloomy clouds outside, as heavy as his current mood, as deep as the five years past. It was unclear how long it was until, just when Felix thought he wouldn’t get an answer, Zane finally spoke.

"He hadn’t planned on participating in that race."

Felix furrowed his brows; he had heard this before. He wasn’t very familiar with Gideon Sheffield, often only meeting him during outings with Zane.

Indeed, during that time, he had heard that Gideon was preparing for marriage... A sudden thought emerged in his mind. Felix’s brows furrowed tighter. If he remembered correctly, Zane was supposed to be preparing for a race then.

He opened his mouth, but found his throat dry, unable to speak.

So this is how it was, so this is how it was, so this is how it was.

So... Mr. Thorne shouldered the responsibility himself?

Vaughn tightened her grip on the door handle slightly. She hadn’t expected to hear Gideon Sheffield’s name. But beyond the sentence that he hadn’t planned to race, she heard nothing else.

Yes, since Gideon was planning to retire and had also proposed to his fiancée with plans to marry, why did he suddenly join the race?

For some reason, Vaughn also started to feel heavy-hearted.

Felix didn’t know what to say, only moved forward to pat Zane on the shoulder.

"How is he doing now? When will he return home?"

"In two months."

"Next time, I’ll go with you to see him and bring him back home."

"Don’t tell her."

Zane stood by the window, lighting a cigarette. Since Vaughn wanted to investigate, he wouldn’t stop her, but these matters were not ones he wished Vaughn to know about.

After finishing the cigarette, he opened the window to disperse the smell.

...

At the Veridia Evergreen Circuit press conference, as it was the first two-story three-dimensional race track project in the country, supported by GN Group, the event was exceptionally bustling.

The project, centered on the racing industry, is a large commercial complex integrating sporting events, racing culture, leisure tourism, and automotive service experiences, aiming to create a landmark experiential automotive sports-themed cultural industrial park.

Thus, attendees of the press conference included GN Group representatives, government officials, as well as other cooperating companies and media.

Natalie Vaughn sat idly playing with her phone in the makeup room, letting the stylist fuss over her, and couldn’t help but complain to Phoebe Quinn.

"That dog of a man told me he was just coming by to take a look. But it’s a press conference! It’s GN Group’s first domestic project launch!"

"Do you know what he said? That there’s a performance race coming up, and asked if I wanted to watch."

"With his light attitude, I really thought it was just a performance race!"

"And now here I am, sitting here getting styled for two hours already!"

"Yana, where are you?"

Phoebe Quinn: "..."

Phoebe Quinn: "I’m right under the lemon tree! Waaaaah! God Thorne is actually the one in charge of GN! That’s GN, Nina! You’re the president’s wife of GN!"

Phoebe Quinn: "So what if the big boss is nonchalant?! A little press conference, the President himself showing up is quite a gesture!"

Phoebe Quinn: "Waaaaah! I really want to see God Thorne in a suit! He must look amazing!"

Natalie Vaughn: "..."

Natalie Vaughn: "You’re a Junior President Vaughn yourself, can’t you at least pretend to have a bit of sophistication?"

Perhaps Natalie also forgot that when she saw the two full floors of cars at Zane’s villa, she too was just as unsophisticated.

Phoebe Quinn: "Can the President’s wife live stream for me? I want to bow down before God Thorne’s suit pants!"

Natalie Vaughn: "... Crawl."

Phoebe Quinn: "Hehehe, just kidding, but Nina, since God Thorne is attending this press conference, isn’t that his first public appearance as GN Group’s president? Everyone in the circle will be shocked, who could’ve thought that the Thorne Family’s sole heir is the leader of GN Group?"

Natalie Vaughn: "Perhaps so."

Phoebe Quinn: "Does that mean God Thorne plans to take over The Thorne Group too? Nina, tell me I’m right! Arranged marriage with God Thorne is something one would never regret! Plus, he’s making his first appearance with you! Waaaaah, I’m so envious! What kind of fairy-tale romance is this!"

Romance?

Natalie Vaughn paused for a moment when she saw the word.

Is it romance?

Natalie Vaughn: "Hold on, how did we get to talking about fairy-tale romance?"

Phoebe Quinn: "Isn’t it? Look at Miss Archer; after marrying into the Dawson Family, has he ever brought her out? He changes companions every time he appears, even at Mr. Dawson’s birthday, he’s unwilling to stand with her for long, that’s what a real marriage of convenience is. God Thorne treats you so well, isn’t it love?!"

Natalie couldn’t tell if it was or wasn’t, but Phoebe’s words made her heart start pounding faster.

Zane indeed seemed to treat her quite well.

Natalie Vaughn: "Perhaps it’s just because I’m good-looking."

Phoebe Quinn: "... If that’s how you put it, I can’t argue with it either."

Who could argue with Natalie Vaughn’s beauty?

No one.