Chapter 1834

“Don't worry, Ian. I'm a very easy baby. You don't need to feed or coax me. Just bring me along with you
wherever you go!”

When the six-year-old girl saw Ian frowning, she immediately carried her bag, ran to the entrance, and
waited for him.

I'm so obedient, he'll definitely bring me along!

In the end, Ian brought her along and arrived at the building half an hour later.

“Oh my God! Where did this little girl come from? She's so pretty!” exclaimed Yvonne and the rest in
shock when they saw Natalie.

Looking at the lady pinching her cheek, Natalie flashed a sweet smile at her.

“I'm Natalie, Ian's little sister. In the future, I'm going to be his wife!”

“W-What?” When she said that, everyone in the building was dumbfounded.

Meanwhile, the water in Ian's mouth spurted out in the office.

“What are you talking about, Natalie? Who allowed you to spout such nonsense?”

“I'm not saying nonsense! When I grow up, my dream is to become your wife, Ian. Daddy said that it is
possible. As long as I try my best, I can definitely become your wife.”

With that, the cute little girl stared at Ian with her head tilted to the side. Drool came dribbling down her
mouth again.

Yvonne and the rest doubled over in laughter, unable to control themselves.



Indeed, Natalie seemed like a child who was raised by an eccentric guy like Brandon. Furthermore, there
were photos of him, a huge celebrity, and his daughter published occasionally. It was obvious that he
doted on her greatly.

Rumors had it that because his daughter loved to draw, he just lay there and let her tie his hair, apply
lipstick to him, and even paint his nails...

It was no wonder that he had raised a daughter who wanted to marry Ian.

Meanwhile, Ian fumed at the side.

When Vivian and Kurt returned at noon, he made a huge fuss and urged them to send Natalie back to
Jadeborough.

Vivian asked, “Why? I've got so much work to deal with now. The models will be arriving soon!”

Yvonne explained, “Ms. Vivian, this little girl declared right in front of everyone that her dream is to
become your brother's wife!”

“Yeah! Hahaha!”

Everyone could not help but burst out laughing again.

Vivian muttered, “Um...”

Kurt was speechless.

After a long while, Vivian scratched her head.



“So you already found out, huh? Ian, this is all Uncle Brandon's fault. She has been pasting your photo
above her cot since young.”

“She was willing to come over for your sake,” added Kurt calmly.

The building was so quiet that they could hear a pin drop. At that moment, everyone fell silent, their
gazes flitting between Ian and Natalie.

They completely ignored Ian's extremely grim expression.

What a bloody mess!

Furious, Ian sent a message to Sasha and scolded Brandon for his failure in educating his child.

Sasha was speechless. A few seconds passed before she finally replied to his message.

Sasha: Ian, Brandon did that because Nat was diagnosed with lymphoma when she was three and
almost lost her life. To motivate her and encourage her to continue with her treatment, he mentioned you.

Ian: Me?

Sasha: Yeah! Because you were born prematurely, so your health wasn't that great. Furthermore, since
your blood type is special, your father had to take a helicopter to search for hospitals multiple times just
to save you.

Sasha: By using you as an example, Brandon hoped to encourage her to continue living. After she
emerged victorious from the battle against her illness, she has been treating you as her idol.

Sash revealed this hidden past to Ian and even sent a few photos from back then.

Ian fell silent after seeing the photos.



Natalie was curling up on the bed like a weak little kitten. Her face was deathly pale and her eyes were
shut. Even her nose was filled with all sorts of pipes.

“She's just a little kid. At six years old, she doesn't know what being a wife means! Don't be angry, Ian.
She's just fooling around like a child,” assured Vivian at the most critical moment.

She glanced outside the office and saw Natalie completely engrossed in playing with a little dog, her butt
poking out.

In the end, Ian decided to ignore this matter. He lowered his head and scrutinized the first batch of name
lists.

Yasmin Snow?

When he saw the last name, a menacing look immediately appeared over his initially relaxed expression.

Ian: Why is Yasmin's name here?

Susan: Huh?

Perhaps Susan was busy, she did not react immediately.


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