Chapter 411
Chapter 411
Yara could understand what Scarlett was implying, so she stealthily tightened her grip on the ss but
maintained her smile. Just who does Scarlett think she is! She’s just lucky to be born as the only
granddaughter to Old Mr. Hamilton. Even though the Hamiltons are a thousand times more influential
than our family, I have Grandpa backing me. On top of that, I also have the twins. Scarlett may be cocky
right now, but she has no idea that her days on the pedestal are numbered. For now, I’m going to let her
have her fun since she’s indispensable to my n. But when I be the head of the Bowers family, I’ll
make sure she pays for all her mockeries.
Yara then took a sip of red wine before responding, “As crafty as I am, I’ve never spent a night at the
Bowers residence, unlike Natalie. That woman has spent countless nights there.”
Skillfully, Yara had diverted all attention onto Natalie, whose unremarkable features and freckled cheeks
were all Yara could think of when she mentioned the woman.
“I just don’t understand what Samuel sees in a woman like that!” eximed Scarlett irritably.
Yara raised her eyebrow proudly. “I don’t think it’ll matter anymore. At least not after what we’ve done
tonight. Get someone to open the cold storage two hourster, and I’m sure they’ll find a frozen corpse
inside. We’ll tell them that Natalie wandered around at your brother’s birthday party and identally got
herself locked inside the cold storage. And if anybody looks for someone to me, we’ll give them Lia.
It’s a perfect n. Nobody will ever figure out what really happened.”
Scarlett turned off the surveince cameras before nodding in response.
“Just so you know, I would never work with you if it wasn’t for Samuel,” stated Scarlett haughtily.
“I understand.”
As much as Yara hated to deal with Scarlett’s insufferable attitude, she could not help but feel thrilled
when she thought of how she could get rid of Natalie for good. Natalie has been a thorn in my flesh for
the longest time. Now, it’s finally time to wipe her off the face of the earth!
Meanwhile, after catching up with some old pals, Yana and Hans tried to look for Natalie but could not
find the woman anywhere in the crowd.
“Hans, where do you think Natalie might’ve gone to? I swear I saw her just a moment ago. How does
anyone just disappear like that?” inquired Yana curiously.
“She probably isn’t used to seeing this many people, so I’m sure that she must’ve gone somewhere
quieter. Don’t worry about her for she’s not a child. I bet she found herself a nice spot where she could
enjoy her drink alone,” assured Hans.
Even though Yana wanted nothing more than to believe what Hans said was true, for some reason, she
was convinced that something was off.
Seeing how his wife remained anxious, Hans pinched her cheek yfully. “Rx. Your
pregnancy is probably to be med for your overprotectiveness. You know what a smart girl Natalie is,
right? I doubt that any average Joe can take advantage of her. Instead of her, you should be worrying
more about yourself. If you keep overthinking like this, Natalie might have to set you up with another
treatment.”
In the end, Yana agreed to unwind a bit as suggested.
On the other side, Zayden finally managed to climb out of the swimming pool but was shivering because
of how wet and cold he was. “That witch better hope that I never find her because if I do, I’ll make her
wish that she was never born!”
Just when the man was hurrying back to the inner hall to get a fresh set of clothes, he bumped into
Charles, apanied by a gentleman in a jet-ck suit.
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The mysterious man had a pair of eyes that were mesmerizing but prating. It was as though they
could pierce through one’s soul.
Charles’ face immediately turned red when he saw the state Zayden was in. “What the heck happened to
you? Do you have any idea how ridiculous you look right now? I know it’s your birthday today, but this is
not the way to celebrate it. This is uneptable!
After roaring at his grandson, Charles turned to the gentleman beside him and spoke in apletely
different tone. “Oh, how I wish my grandson can be half the man that you are, Samuel. Look at him.
He’s aplete mess.”