Chapter 36

"Revenge?" Nathaniel raised a brow, smirking slightly, that always-gentlemanly face tinged with mischief. "If you were Caitlin, married to the richest guy in town, would you really waste time on some complicated revenge plan like this?" "She's Mrs. Perkins now, Melanie. If she really wanted us gone, she could snap her fingers and have us wiped off the map without blinking." His logic was solid, but Melanie still looked uneasy. She hesitated, then asked, "Then what does she want?" Nathaniel poked her forehead hard, lips curling into a cold grin. "You're not a designer, so you don't get it. A real designer's obsession with their work runs deep." "Samerra wasn't just a brand for her. She built that company from scratch. Her designs didn't just get her international awards, they brought in investments from the Rivers Group. You think she'd just sit back and watch someone else control what she worked her ass off to create?" Melanie tilted her head, mulling over his words before sighing. "I