"That's it?"

Natasha was extremely displeased. Naturally, she wasn't willing to swallow her anger when her man was being mistreated.

"Natasha, let's look at the big picture. Why don't you sit down?" Hector gave her a look. Then, he led the others to sit at the tables allocated for the Harmons. The ten tables at the very front of the ballroom were designated for the core members of the Harmon family as well as the other bigwigs in the family. The regular guests were relegated to the back.

"Darling, I'm sorry for the injustice. I'll definitely find an opportunity for a payback!" Natasha said through gritted teeth.

"It's nothing but a petty issue. Don't worry about me. Go and keep your father company." Dustin smiled lightly. Her saying that was already good enough for him.

"What, you don't want to sit with me?" Natasha raised an eyebrow.

"No, guests shouldn't sit with the stars of the evening. I'll just sit here. Not to mention, sitting too close to Dylan might invite trouble.