The Rise of a Master It Starts With Rejection novel Chapter 963

While Natalie furrowed her brows in thought, Felix's heart sank. The surname "Earnhart" was far too distinctive for him not to make a connection. Moreover, if Atlas was pestering Natalie, it meant they were likely of similar age.

Felix had every reason to suspect it was the same guy who had come looking for him in the capital last time.

"Never mind. That guy is relentless—it's impossible to avoid him anyway," Natalie said firmly.

The messenger nodded and vanished.

Natalie turned back to Felix, only to be startled by the look on his face.

Felix was openly staring at her with a roguish gleam in his eyes, the kind of gaze that made her feel as though she weren't wearing any clothes.

"Are you deliberately getting close to me, miss? Do you have a little crush on me?" he asked.

For a moment, Natalie felt dazed. It was as if she were suddenly speaking to a completely different person.

"You've got it all wrong," she replied. "I was just asking a casual question."

However, Felix's gaze grew even more brazen. He even reached out toward her hand, which she quickly dodged.

"Come on. We're both adults. Let's drop the pretense. If you really want answers, why don't we take it to the bedroom and have a… thorough discussion?"

"You—"

That crossed the line. Natalie was furious, her hand frozen midair, trembling with the urge to slap him. "You shameless scoundrel!"

She couldn't wrap her head around it. How could this man be so vulgar? If she weren't still trying to figure out his relationship with Delilah, that slap would've landed long ago.

In all of Martial City, who would dare speak to her like that? After all, she was one of the city's Top Ten Menaces. Felix was undoubtedly the first.