Chapter 218
Chapter 218 Wrong Day Wrong Woman
Natalie lifted her leg and kicked Loretta squarely in the knee.
“Ah!”
Caught off guard, Loretta crashed to the floor, smacking against the edge of the table as she went down. Pain shot through her and she wailed in agony.
Meanwhile, Natalie tilted her head just in time to dodge the flying coffee cup.
It smashed onto the floor with a sharp crack, shards scattering, drawing every eye in the café to them.
The owner hurried over at once.
“What’s going on here?”
Chris immediately blocked his path.
“Any damages in the shop today, we’ll cover them. But stay back; if you get hurt, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Chris‘ face was grim, and the black–suited bodyguards flanked him, forming a wall that kept the owner out.
The sight made the man swallow hard; instinctively, he stepped back.
“Fine, but don’t hurt the customers.”
“Of course.”
Once the owner had been sent off, Natalie’s expression turned icy.
“Loretta, I’ve respected you as an elder. These past five years, there’s been no real feud between us; that’s the only reason I agreed to meet you today. But you can’t honestly believe I owe the Luke family anything, can you? Your son got a marriage license with another woman behind my back while he was still dating me–don’t tell me you didn’t know. Why didn’t you step in then? You took advantage of my designs for five years, and now you even try to pin false charges on me. Do you really think I, Natalie, am that easy to bully?”
Loretta had never imagined Natalie would dare lay a hand on her.
She’d only ever thrown her weight around because she was Jensen’s mother. But looking at
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Chris, at the bodyguards, then at her own people, Loretta realized she was at a disadvantage.
And there was no warmth in Natalie’s eyes–only cold fury. Provoke her further, and maybe she wouldn’t walk out of the café intact. Content originally comes from (.)net
A wise woman knew when to cut her losses.
Loretta recalculated quickly.
“Natalie, you’ve really got nerve! You actually dared hit me? I’ll make sure Jensen hears about this.”
“You think I care?”
Natalie’s cold snort cut through the air.
Loretta’s chest heaved with rage as she ground out, “Fine. Fine! I came here today to give you a warning, out of regard for Jensen. But since you’re so ungrateful, I’ll take that lunatic straight to the police. And as for what you did to Sharon, I won’t cover for you anymore. Get ready for prison.”
With that, she stormed off, limping, though trying her best to keep her dignity intact.
Natalie calmly sat back down.
Chris quickly had another cup of coffee brought over.
As Natalie replayed Loretta’s words in her mind, her slender fingers tapped lightly against the table.
“Chris, look into this lunatic Loretta mentioned.”
Natalie already knew Sharon wouldn’t behave herself; but the sudden mention of some so- called lunatic, dragged in to cause trouble for her, caught Natalie off guard.
Chris‘ network was reliable, and it didn’t take long for him to return with answers.
“I figured it out. That lunatic is Johnson’s wife. Ever since he vanished in that car crash, she’s been searching for him in vain. Now their child’s been struck with a rare blood disease that costs a fortune to treat. With no husband and no money, she dug into the past and uncovered that Sharon had manipulated Johnson into doing her dirty work. Convinced Sharon is behind his disappearance, she snapped–and went after her at the hospital.”
Natalie frowned slightly. If it was Johnson’s wife, then why had Loretta come after me?
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And on top of that, Loretta still had the nerve to complain about the design fees owed from the
past five years.
Too much courtesy only breeds entitlement. Natalie let out a cold laugh.
“Have our lawyer send Jensen a letter of demand. He has one week to pay me for those designs, or I’ll take him to court. As for Johnson’s wife–expose her identity. And dig into how Sharon and Johnson faked that cancer scam; expose that too. Johnson’s accident, his disappearance, how Sharon used him to target both Jensen and me–hand everything to the media. I want to see how Sharon spins her lies when faced with that much evidence.”
From the moment she returned, Natalie had never intended to let Sharon off the hook; after all, their hatred ran far too deep.
And since Sharon was so eager to make moves, Natalie didn’t mind ripping her mask off- layer by layer.