The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 359

Magnus finally understood the reality of his own folly. If he hadn't been so indirect and had just insisted

on finding the true designer from the start, he wouldn't have vented his anger on Diana, and they

wouldn't have blamed Natalia for the design draft. Perhaps his wife wouldn't have left him in

disappointment.

Was that design draft, stained with tear marks, drawn in disappointment at him? I'm sorry, darling, I've

let you down again.

"Where is she now?" Magnus demanded, his eyes icy cold as he glared at the siblings.

William shook his head. "We honestly don't know. After we terminated the contract with her, it seemed

that she left Rome that very day."

"When did this happen? When did you terminate the contract with her?" Magnus could no longer

control his emotions. He shouted in furious disbelief.

With a guilty expression, William bowed his head. "On the day Diana was sent back to Rome, we

sought her out and terminated the contract. The next day, you arrived in Rome."

"Hahaha!" Magnus laughed bitterly, now understanding why his wife hadn't shown up that day. She had

already left Rome.

He could have found her, but these people, with their vile intentions, drove her away once more! They

would pay for this!

Furious, Magnus stood, his voice deadly cold, "William, for your deceit and causing irreversible

damage to us, we've decided to end our agreement with your company and reclaim the brand

Mangolia. I'll see you in court!"

William slumped to the floor. He knew this would be the outcome. The moment he chose to lie, the

future was set.

"What? Mr. Andersen, you can't do this! We had a good working relationship. It's just a designer, and

we can find another, can't we? And I... I've always liked you. My brother dotes on me, if you marry me,

you could get a majority of our shares. Think about it!" Diana's eyes were red with desperation. How

did things turn out like this?

James couldn't stand Diana's arrogance. He scoffed at her, "Wake up, Diana! Stitches Fashion is

nothing to the Andersen Corporation! The designer you belittle is none other than Mrs. Andersen. If not

for the sole purpose of finding her, do you think Mr. Andersen would waste his time with you? Wake

up!"

The truth shattered any remaining hope William had. All this time, Magnus was only interested in

Stitches Fashion because of his wife. The design draft was her masterpiece. They had driven away not

just a designer, but Mrs. Andersen herself! Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

William couldn't help but recall the first time he met Natalia. Yes, back then, although she seemed

delicate and frail, the tenacity in her eyes was clearly akin to this man who had now completely fallen

into a state of rage. How could he miss it!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Andersen. I had no idea she was your wife. If I had known, I would have done everything

to keep her here," William apologized sincerely, deeply regretting his actions.

But Diana reacted differently. Instead of regret, she shouted at Magnus, "You bastard! You played with

my feelings! I thought you were single, but you're married. You deserve to lose your wife!"

Magnus' eyes turned bloodshot. He stepped towards Diana.

"Slap!" A loud slap echoed, and Diana fell to the ground.

"Just seeing you with my wife's design draft sickens me! You've sullied her spirit!" Magnus' eyes were

ice cold.

Diana's eyes filled with tears. "William! Did he hit me? No one ever hit me before."

Before Diana could say more, William delivered another slap to her face. He'd seen the murderous

intent in Magnus' eyes and acted to save his sister. Diana's face swelled from both hits, and William felt

sick to his stomach.

As Diana ran off, William breathed a sigh of relief. He would take the blame for all of this if it meant

sparing his sister.

However, Magnus wasn't done. "William, do you think if you let your sister run away, she won't have to

pay for what she's done?"

Magnus turned, his voice icy and bone-chilling. "And who'll give me a second chance?"

As William was dragged out by James, the trashed office became eerily quiet, leaving Magnus alone by

the window.

Indeed, he always gave others a second chance, but who would offer him the same? Who could help

him find his wife, who had left without a word once again?