Natalie's alert gaze locked onto the man—and instantly recognized him. It was Owen, the paparazzo who had shamelessly followed Hailey around in her past life, licking her boots and leading a whole troupe of gossip hounds to do the same.
Hailey had ruled the influencer world not just because of the Roberts family's backing, but also thanks to her deep ties with Owen.
Owen's phone was swiftly taken by Owen—Natalie's other guard—and handed to her with both hands. "He was taking photos without permission."
Natalie scrolled through the phone. The photo album was extensive, mostly filled with carefully posed shots of Hailey, looking angelic.
Owen hadn't realized she recognized him. He fell to his knees, groveling. "I'm sorry, I won't do it again. I just couldn't help myself—you're too beautiful not to capture!"
Natalie calmly asked, "Who sent you to photograph me?"
"No one!" Owen denied quickly.
