Chapter 77
Chapter 77 The Feeling Of Being Spit At +25 Bonus Natasha did not back down either.
“It’s been a few days, Gwendolyn, yet you’re still as arrogant as ever.
Everything should be based on evidence.
If you want me to be proven wrong, then show me the evidence!” “I am the evidence!” A gentle and
delicate voice suddenly rang out from outside the venue, resounding and clear.
Following that, a bodyguard pushed a wheelchair into the room.
The person in the wheelchair had a paleplexion, and her tired face could not hide the frailty of
someone who had just recovered from a serious illness.
Gwendolyn tactfully stepped aside, allowing everyone present to clearly see who had arrived.
“Inez? Aren’t you supposed to be dead? How can this be… What’s going on?” Natasha could hardly
maintain her facial expression any longer.
Originally, she was so thrilled about the demise of the two major thorns in her side that she could not
sleep for several nights.
But now, not only were those two despicable women still alive, they even had the audacity to show up
at the event and humiliate her! She was so infuriated that she almost had a heart attack on the spot!
“Inez! My daughter!” Madelyn rushed to Inez’s side without any hesitation, squatting down in front of
her.
Trembling, she reached out her hand and gently caressed Inez’s face.
This living, breathing woman is indeed my daughter.
Inez is still alive! “My darling… I knew you were blessed with great fortune and would be safe.
Nothing would happen to you…” She hugged Inez tightly, resting her head on thetter’s shoulder while
crying out loud.
Following closely behind Madelyn, Jerome was also agitated beyond measure.
His eyes reddened as he eximed, “It’s good that you’re awake, it’s good that you’re awake! My dear
daughter, you’ve suffered!” Up on the stage.
Natasha stared at the harmonious family reunion unfolding before her eyes.
When she heard Madelyn’s words, it took her quite a while to react.
It turns out that Madelyn has known all along that Inez isn’t dead.
So, everything that happened yesterday morning was nothing but a show? Even Eloise has been lying
to me? She simply could not ept that fact.
Why? Why does everyone have to side with that despicable woman, Gwendolyn? Chapter 77 The
Feeling Of Being Spit At +25 Bonus Her eyes filled with hatred.
Seizing the opportunity when everyone’s attention was drawn to the reunited family of three, she
cleared her throat and let out a cough that was neither too soft nor too loud.
“Even if Inez is back safe and sound, that still doesn’t absolve you of your crimes!” Her gaze toward
Gwendolyn was sharp as a razor.
Pulling a nearby chair out, Gwendolyn sat down, resting her chin on one hand and asking with great
interest, “So tell me, what crimes have Imitted?” “You bribed ten thugs to lure me into a remote,
dark cabin in the outskirts, where they brutally attacked me, causing severe injuries thatnded me in
the hospital.
The evidence is irrefutable! How do you exin this?” Ayer of sweat formed in the palms of
Natasha’s tightly clenched fists, which were hidden under the podium.
“It seems you are bing increasingly adept at distorting the truth.
Ms. Mossey.
” A hint of disdain and amusement shed across Gwendolyn’s face.
“I give you the exnation and rification you want now!” As soon as the words dropped, she raised
her hand and gestured.
Before Natasha could even process what Gwendolyn had just said, a group of police suddenly burst
into the venue.
They surrounded Natashapletely.
“What are you guys doing?” Natasha’s face turned pale as she held onto the podium to steady herself.
“Ms. Mossey, we suspect you of being involved in Ms. Inez’s car ident, kidnapping Jennifer, and
hiring someone for the frame-up.
Pleasee with us and cooperate with the investigation.
” The policeman in charge showed her his police badge and had someone restrain her.
“No, it’s not like that! Let me exin! You can’t arrest me!” Natasha cried out in desperation.
The police skillfully twisted her arm behind her back and swiftly snapped on the handcuffs, saying,
“We’ll find out if it’s you once we get to the station.
” The reporters had long since been left speechless, and the cameras in their hands were reduced to
mere decorations.
All the reporters and onlookers were shocked by this sudden turn of events.
Judging from the words of the police, it was crystal clear who was lying.
A barrage of camera shes targeted Natasha’s flustered face, and the sound of shutters clicked
incessantly.
“It’s her who harmed Inez! I knew she had ill intentions ever since she came back!” Madelyn used
Natasha passionately, not forgetting to add fuel to the fire.
Jerome was furious, too.
He picked up the microphone on the stage and announced with a hearty voice.
67% 14:05 Mon, May 15 Chapter 77 The Feeling Of Being Spit At +25 Bonus “I apologize for the
disgrace brought upon the Mossey family, and I assure everyone that I, Jerome Mossey, will not
tolerate such a disgraceful family member.
I solemnly announce to the public that, starting today.
Natasha Mossey will no longer be the heir to Mossey Group, and I will permanently sever our father-
daughter rtionship.
She is no longer a part of the Mossey family!” Even her father, the only blood rtive she had left in the
world, chose to abandon her.Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.
Natasha’s initial despairing tears gradually transformed into unrestrainedughter.
Theughter sounded somewhat unsettling.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she was forcibly dragged into the police car.
At the Mossey residence, Noah slowly opened his eyes, squinting at the sunlight streaming in through
the window.
It took him quite a while to finally sit up with some effort.
He was already severely injured when he escapedst night.
After Natasha settled him in a secluded servants” quarters, he could not resist the exhaustion and
drowsiness and fell into a deep slumber.
It was almost noon by then.
The other housekeepers in the Mossey residence were bustling about, with no one noticing that
someone was staying in the long-abandoned servants’ quarters.
Noah sat on the couch with his arms crossed, falling into deep thought.
Staying in the Mossey residence was not a long-term solution.
He had to find a new ce as soon as possible, preferably somewhere away from Faike.
He was unaware of everything happening outside, even being silly enough to feel heavy-hearted at the
thought of parting ways with Natasha.
Sighing, hey back down on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
The door creaked open with a gentle push.
He lifted his head and looked toward the direction of the door, only to see a doctor wearing a white coat
and a face mask walking in.
Last night, Natasha had mentioned helping him find a doctor for treatment, but he had not taken her
words to heart.
I’m surprised she seems so concerned about me.
He was deeply touched and sat up, politely asking, “Are you the doctor sent by Ms. Mossey? Please
have a seat.
” “Yes, it’s me.
” The man dressed as a doctor pushed his sses up while lowering his head, making it difficult to
discern his expression.
“Thank you for your hard work,” Noah said, letting down his guard and nodding politely.
“Don’t mention it.
Since I’ve epted Ms. Mossey’s money, it’s only right for me to help her with these matters.
” After the doctor gave Noah a brief examination, he took out a syringe.
“What kind of medicine are you injecting for me? Is there no need to prescribe some other medications
as well?” Noah frowned slightly, but he stretched out his arm regardless.
“This is a medicine that will aid in your recovery.
Well give you this injection first, and then I’ll take care of what needs to be done next.
” The doctor picked up a pair of tweezers, grabbed a piece of cotton, soaked it in iodine, and wiped the
spot for injection.
Noah watched his unskilled movements, growing increasingly suspicious.
Although he was seriously injured, his wounds were all superficial.
All he needed was to have his injuries disinfected and the bleeding stopped, followed by taking some
internal medication such as antibiotics.
Previously, when he worked as Maverick’s assistant, he had helped severely injured people without the
need for injections or undergoing suchplicated treatments.
Just when the needle of the syringe was about to pierce his skin, he grabbed the doctor’s hand and
shoved him away.
He shouted angrily, “You’re not a doctor! Who are you?” 4/4