Chapter 618
Natasha’s cries of despair quietened down as Sophia pped her again and again.
It wasn’t until more and more people gathered to look on that Sophia stood up and took out a face mask
to cover her face. She gave Natasha one final kick and felt deeply pleased.
She used to despise wives that beat up women who broke up their marriages; a mistress wouldn’t have
seeded at seducing a husband into having an affair without thetter’s consent. Therefore, Sophia
believed that men should be the ones getting beaten up for cheating on their spouses!
However, what Natasha did was way too over the top. Michael had no feelings for her, yet she tried to
seduce him repeatedly. It would be difficult for Sophia to vent the resentment within her if she didn’t beat
Natasha up.
Natashay face down on the floor with both her nose and mouth bleeding; two teeth fell out the instant
she opened her mouth. Her face was swollen from the beating, and her body ached all over. She could
only cry while lying face down on the floor. Her head buzzed, but she could hear distinctly what the
others were saying about her.
“What a little wh*re and a b*tch!”
“She deserves that beating! She seduced someone’s husband at such a young age, but the man has no
feelings for her at all!”
“Strip her of her clothes! Bare her hips!”
“If I were her father, I would have banished her from my family long ago!”
Natasha could only sob helplessly, for she couldn’t curse the onlookers even if she wanted to.
The Mitchells waited until Sophia finished beating Natasha before picking thetter up and throwing her
into the car like they were picking up a piece of trash. They then closed the door, muffling her sobbing
voice inside the car.
Thinking that Sophia would be open to persuasion after beating the sh*t out of Natasha, the Mitchell
Family’s representative said to her calmly, “Mrs. Fletcher, Young Master Nathan is still a member of the
Mitchell Family. Since he has lost both his parents as a child, he should be taken in and brought up by
the Mitchell Family. Mrs. Fletcher, the Mitchells hope that you can hand Young Master Nathan over to us
so that we can bring him back to the Mitchell Family—after all, we are his father’s family.”
Fearing that Sophia would object, he quickly continued, “Mrs. Fletcher, there have been some
unpleasant instances between you and the Mitchell Family; now that we’ve let you teach the culprit a
lesson, I think it’s time to clear up the misunderstandings.”
Although Sophia had taken pleasure in beating Natasha up, she didn’t agree to the Mitchell Family’s
proposal easily. Pretending to be in a dilemma, she said, “I don’t think I should decide on this since I’m
not Nate’s parent. I’m just his aunt, so I’m afraid I can’t decide whether he’d get to go with you or not.”
The representative opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by a stern
andmanding voice. “How dare you! What makes you think you can touch my grandson?”
Upon hearing the voice, the representative knew that he could no longer aplish the task Alex had
assigned to him that day.
Several cars had stopped outside the crowd before anyone realized it. Then, about a dozen people
stepped out of the cars and chased the onlookers away.
Following that, a middle-aged man with amanding look strode up to Sophia and the Mitchell Family
members under the escort of several young men.
Sophia had seen this man’s information on the document previously; he was Anthony Mitchell, Justin’s
father.
Anthony also had a tremendous influence within the Mitchell Family. He had three sons, one of whom
was a businessman and enjoyed high prestige in the Mitchell Group; one entered politics with high
political standing; and one joined the army and died a glorious death as a martyr with his remains ced
in a g-draped casket and interred at the Memorial Garden.
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He was also the third most powerful member of the Mitchell Family besides Alex and Cooper’s former
subordinates; even the representative Alex had sent forth had to lower his head in front of Anthony.
“Master Anthony…”
Anthony ordered, “I’m here to pick up my grandson, so you may leave now.”
The representative looked reluctant. “But the family head said that this kid should be raised by the family
since he lost both his parents. This is…”
Anthony red at him with an iparably stern andmanding look in his eyes. “Do you want me to
repeat what I said?!”
The representative looked at the people Anthony brought with him and the cars with tinted windows that
belonged to the Fletchers. After gritting his teeth, he led his men to retreat; it took only half a minute
before all of his men were gone.
Although a group of the Mitchells had left, Sophia fixed her eyes on Anthony as she continued to keep
her guard up.
This man was much harder to deal with than Natasha, for it was him who had single-handedly brought
about Justin’s ‘death’ back then.
Back when Justin was hanging between life and death, Anthony and other members of the Mitchell
Family talked right in front of his sickbed, discussing the right time to take him off his oxygen and kill him.
That way, they could submit an application for him to be named a martyr, bringing glory to his ancestors
and solidifying his line of descent’s prestige within the family.
Sophia clenched her fists tightly.
She watched as Anthony walked up to her expressionlessly. ncing at the cars, he ordered his men to
surround the vehicles while managing an affable smile. He then said to Sophia, “Mrs. Fletcher, thank you
for taking care of Nate throughout the years. I’m Nate’s grandfather, and I’m here to take him back to the
Mitchell Family.”
Back then, Anthony had wanted to adopt Nathan after Justin’s death. However, when he had somebody
pick up Nathan, he learned that Celine’s younger brother had adopted Nathan ahead of him and
registered Nathan as a Fletcher.
Anthony was furious. To him, each of his descendants was an important resource, so he would never
allow any outsiders to adopt Nathan. However, he didn’t expect that Celine’s younger brother was very
determined not to hand over Nathan to him no matter what.
After considering his options between getting Nathan back versus offending the Fletcher Family openly,
he decided to give up on adopting Nathan.
Now, he learned that Taylor was the younger brother of Celine who had adopted the little boy. Upon
discovering that Nathan had demonstrated amazing talent, he was tempted to have him back as well.
The Mitchell Family was in a state of inner turmoil, so it would be advantageous for him to have a child
prodigy in his camp.
Much to his surprise, Sophia politely turned him down with a smile. “It’s really not up to me to decide if
Nathan can go back with you since I’m not his parent. Why don’t you visit the Fletchers and ask Old
Master Fletcher about it? It was the Old Master who personally had Nate registered as a Fletcher.”
Anthony knew that she was ying for time. Nathan had lost both his parents, so it was perfectly
reasonable for him as Nathan’s grandfather to adopt him. Therefore, he made a gesture for his men to
quickly surround the cars.
However, Sophia quickly blocked the car handle before looking at Anthony with a half-smile. She said,
“It’s wrong of you to do this. Nate is registered as a Fletcher; whether he stays or leaves should be
decided by the Fletcher Family…”
“What do the Mitchell Family’s affairs have to do with an outsider like you?” Anthony’s expression
changed as he forcibly interrupted Sophia’s speech. His deep andmanding voice resounded
throughout the entire scene as he thundered, “Are you a Mitchell?”
Sophia red at Anthony while swearing inwardly, I’m not a Mitchell, but my father is!
While she was doing so, she calcted Anthony’s position in the Mitchell Family’s hierarchy and realized
that he was her junior by two generations!
Realizing that she was speaking to someone her junior, she affirmed confidently with a note of righteous
forcefulness and said, “I’m not a Mitchell, but I am Nate’s aunt. Nate is registered as a member of my
family, and I’m his current guardian. Legally speaking, I have the right to decide on whether he stays or
leaves!”
Seeing that the youngdy dared to talk back, Anthony looked as ck as thunder. He coldly waved his
hand, ordering his men toe forward and snatch Nathan by force.
Sophia still had a few people with her, and they protected the car from all angles.
Seeing that the Mitchell Family members were gradually approaching them, Stanley warned again,
“Don’te near us! Do you believe that I can call apany of soldiers over andnd all of you in
serious trouble with just a phone call?”
The instant he finished his sentence, a military vehicle arrived. As soon as it came to aplete stop, a
crowd of soldiers d in olive-drab uniforms stepped out of the car; one could judge by the naked eye
that there was apany of them.
Heading the crowd of soldiers, Joel instantly led them to surround the dozen people from the Mitchell
Family.
Stanleyughed, but Anthony’s face darkened instead.
“Who wants to snatch one of us Fletchers?!”