Chapter 741Cooper turned to glare at Finn, grabbed a wad of money that his assistant had given to him, and tossed
it at Finn. “My assistant will send you to the hospital. Never let me see you again!”
Finn felt a chill run down his back and quietly left with Bertilla, not daring to say another word.
“Fine, then. One down, another to go,” Nathalia said, running her fingers through her short hair
nonchalantly. “You're not done yet.”
Another to go?
Cooper turned back to see Yuvan walking out of the police station.
Some of his shirt buttons had been ripped off and he looked a little bit miserable, but his stare was
fixated on Nathalia.
Cooper looked down only to realize that Nathalia was dressed in a pair of jeans and a flowy, spaghetti
strap top. The top grazed over her chest lightly and stopped right in the middle of her ribcage, showing
off a stretch of her pale, slim waist. She looked sexy, but not cheap.
The surveillance camera footage had been too dark for him to notice and he hadn't thought to look
when he had just arrived at the police station.
Cooper hadn't imagined that this would happen. He knew that this alter ego wasn't a friendly one to
deal with, but he never knew how open and flirty Nathalia was. She was even flirting with two men at
one go. He took a deep breath and covered Nathalia with his own jacket before turning back to speak to Yuvan.
“Thank you, Mr. Zeigler. If it hadn't been for you, she would have gotten much more badly injured. I'll
treat you to a meal sometime.”
Nathalia had just lifted a hand when Cooper quickly pushed it back down. “Behave!”
He finally understood how Jack felt.
On the way back, Cooper got a call from Jack and only told him that everything was fine, leaving out
the details. He didn't want Jack to blow up and go after Nathalia.
Cooper brought Nathalia back to his own condominium.
The moment Nathalia stepped in, she saw a tall, handsome man walk out of the kitchen. She paused in
shock before looking at Cooper.
“You two are staying together?” she asked.
“I don't want to talk to her. You can do it,” Cooper said as he massaged his brow.
Finn had recognized Nathalia, which made Cooper worried that other people might recognize her too
and release footage of what happened at the bar online. He went into the study to call his subordinate.
Armand took the first aid kit out of the cabinet and took Nathalia's hand, pulling her to sit down on the
couch. He wet a cotton bud with some water to clean the blood on Nathalia's face.
The faint scent of perfume on the woman and the way she carried herself were extremely unfamiliar to
Armand. In a deep voice, he asked, “What do you want?”
“So you still haven't gotten over her?” Nathalia leaned down and placed her hand on her chin, looking
at Armand with a bright smile.
Armand kneeled down and started to disinfect the injury on her knee before applying medicine to it.
Nathalia casually toyed with his short hair. Despite her careless actions, Armand's breath began to
become slightly rougher.
“My sister ate me. She owes me everything,” Nathalia said, her cherry red lips hooked in a sly smile.
“I'm not just an alter ego. I have my own mind, my own desires, my own thoughts. This was supposed
to be my body anyway. Her life is over. Now it's my turn.”
He tore open a bandage and placed it over her injury as he replied, “Let's set a time. Once you've had
your fun, you must leave.”
She chuckled. “I'm not leaving until I'm dead.”
As she looked down at the man who was busy tending to her wound, a smile slowly grew on her scarlet
lips. “I do like you, you know. Jack is always trying to kill me whenever he sees me, but you don't look
angry at all.”
She thought about it for a second and asked, “You only see my sister as a f*ck buddy, right? Is that whyyou don't care about her as much?”
Armand lifted his head and glared at her. The look in his eyes was as deep and dark as an endless
abyss.
Even Nathalia, who was almost completely fearless, felt her scalp prickle at the terrifying glare. She
decided to use her hunger as an excuse to run off to the dining room and began to devour the
spaghetti in front of her the moment she sat down.
She slurped up a mouthful of noodles and turned to look at Armand. “If you're not living together with
Cooper, then what are you doing here?”
Armand ignored her and tidied up the first aid kit with a cold expression.
I really hate this younger sister of hers.