Addiction to Temptation: His Mischievous Sweetheart Captivates Him-Chapter 205: SHEN Group Heir

Natalie Vaughn and Tanya Donovan arrived at the show, and had just sat down at the spot Vivian had arranged for them when a flamboyantly dressed man walked over.

He was wearing a silver suit with a deep V-neck design, revealing his collarbones and chest muscles. To match the theme of the show, he had applied a good amount of highlighter on his chest. His left chest had a brooch, with a black gemstone blended into the silver suit, exuding nobility and a hint of mystery.

He had beautiful blonde hair, all combed back, revealing a full and exquisite forehead. He also had a pair of exceptionally unique eyes, a clear emerald green, accentuating his ancient and mysterious vibe.

Natalie only glanced at him briefly before looking away.

For some reason, this kind of noble and mysterious attire struck her as rather gaudy, perhaps because of the large V-neck and excessive highlighter on his chest. Moreover, he reminded her of Quentin Donovan.

Natalie turned her head to ask Tanya.

"Sis-in-law, do you know him?"

"He’s Ian from the SHIN Group."

Oh, the noble scion of a prestigious fashion family, no wonder he’s dressed so flamboyantly.

"But I don’t have any dealings with him."

Upon hearing this, Natalie raised her eyebrows. Interesting. No dealings, yet this flamboyant nobleman was headed straight towards her?

Ian, quite a name, God’s glory.

Natalie squinted slightly to scrutinize this man. His height and appearance were indeed classy, but she simply couldn’t agree with the highlighter on his chest.

To her, it seemed a bit idiotic.

She withdrew her gaze and thought of Zane Thorne again. She still preferred Zane’s type: wild and unruly, even his chest muscles were more appealing and desire-inducing, making kisses more thrilling.

"Kristin."

The nobleman spoke gracefully, calling out Natalie’s English name.

Natalie was still reminiscing about Zane and the feeling of kissing him, so she didn’t hear this call at all.

It was Tanya who gently tapped her on the back of her hand.

"Nina, it seems like he’s here for you."

Natalie frowned, raised her head, and looked at the smiling man walking towards her. Confirming she hadn’t met him before, she relaxed her furrowed brows, raised them, and replied to Tanya.

"A lot of people use this name."

Although she said so, the person was standing right in front of her, staring. If not here to see her, then whom?

"Sis-in-law, don’t you think this guy has the same gaudy style as Quentin Donovan?"

Tanya: ...

Now that she mentioned it, there does seem to be a resemblance.

Natalie didn’t plan to bother with this noble fellow, but he stood there without leaving, and because of his status, many people were looking over now.

Then, Natalie saw this nobleman frown slightly and haltingly ask in his broken Mandarin.

"Gaudy..... what do you mean?"

Upon hearing that, Natalie and Tanya exchanged a glance. Then Natalie suddenly curled her lips and her gaze softened.

Tanya saw this and suddenly sensed something ominous.

Then Natalie slightly tilted her head to ask.

"You speak Chinese."

The nobleman nodded.

"A little bit."

Natalie suddenly sat up straight, beckoned the nobleman to lean closer. He showed a flash of curiosity in his eyes and bent closer.

"In our place, gaudy means looking good. We generally praise friends by saying they are gaudy."

The nobleman furrowed his brows.

"Isn’t it supposed to mean handsome..... cool?"

"Same meaning, Cinnabar culture is profound and extensive."

The nobleman nodded in agreement.

"I’ve learned something."

Natalie smiled in triumph, then leaned back in her chair to continue chatting with Tanya.

"Nina, doing this isn’t quite right."

"No worries, he’ll praise his friends, who won’t understand anyway."

The nobleman was still standing there, noticing that Natalie showed no curiosity towards him, nor did she scrutinize him more thoroughly, an interest sparked in his eyes.

"Kristin, I’m Ian. Finally meeting you today."

Upon hearing this, Natalie finally looked Ian straight in the eye.

"You know me?"

The nobleman nodded.

"I once saw ’Iris’."

Natalie sat up straight again; her graduation work had only been exhibited at the domestic school, so how could the heir of the GIN Group have seen it?

Evidently, Ian knew the story behind ’Iris’ as well.

"May I ask, why did you give it to a wanderer back then?"

Natalie’s eyebrows moved slightly, her lips curled up.

"Since you’re encroaching, don’t ask."

The nobleman clearly hadn’t anticipated such a reaction from Natalie. Due to his status, people he met treated him with special respect and curiosity, eager to converse with him more.

Yet Natalie wasn’t like this.

"Indeed, the thoughts of artists are beyond our understanding."

Natalie: ...

She was merely a clothing designer, hardly an artist.

"Ian."

Natalie finally called out his name, the nobleman’s eyebrows raised in delight.

"Do you still have anything else?"

She was not interested in knowing where this nobleman had seen ’Iris’.

Ian happened to be learning Mandarin around this period and understood that this phrase meant she didn’t want to continue the conversation.

The nobleman shrugged.

"No, enjoy the show."

After speaking, the nobleman sat down in the seat beside Natalie.

Natalie: ...

Okay

Vivian mentioned that the show also served as a performance for the SHIN Group, and with the heir there, naturally he would sit where he pleased.

Natalie didn’t mind; after all, she’d been "attacked" by Quentin Donovan’s gaudiness before, so she could endure through the show.

Except the nobleman kept staring at Natalie the entire time, irritating her by sheer persistence.

She frowned.

"Vivian prepared a lot for this show, Mr. Ian should take it seriously."

Ian then redirected his gaze slightly.

But due to this scene, attendees became more curious about who Natalie was. Vivian was her good friend, Bartley seemed to value her, and now Ian proactively greeted her, more importantly, she seemed to have snubbed Ian.

"Who is this woman really?"

"Ian seemed to call her Kristin, have you heard that name before?"

"No, but the woman next to her is Candy, a famous jewelry designer."

"Is there a designer in Cinnabar named Kristin?"

"Not sure, let’s find out later."

"No matter who she is, why can she act this way towards Ian?"

Unsure who said this, the other ladies’ curiosity about Natalie quickly turned into jealousy.

True, why could this woman act this way towards Ian? Ian wasn’t just anyone; he was the future heir of the SHIN Group. They never even had the chance to speak to him, but this woman took him so for granted.

Once women start discussing, emotions tend to get exaggerated.

A few whispered bad things about Natalie, when suddenly a man’s voice chimed in.

"Who is this Kristin you’re talking about?"