Natasha’s pov

I got up and walked to the door.

Winson followed.

"Winson, what else do you want to do?

Don't follow me! "

Winson worried: "Natasha, Jack just..."

I interrupted him, "This is my business. You don't have to follow me."

I finished and strode out of the door.

I came to the door. Today, Jack not only didn't ride a motorcycle, but also took his two small attendants, Jill and Tom.

I walked up to Jack and said coldly, "What's the matter?

Who are you going to give me? "

He shook his hand at Jill.

Jill immediately went to the side of the car, opened the trunk,...