Chapter 68
The heavy rain was apanied by a subtle touch of snow, resulting in a bone chilling coldness that
permeated the atmosphere, prating every cell in the body and sending a shiver down the spine.
Growing increasingly impatient as Sherri Landor continued to take an eternity to arrive, Natalie headed
upstairs to fetch a cigarette and a lighter.
Perched on the sofa, Natalie delicately cradled a cigarette between her slender fingers, igniting it with
the flicker of a lighter. The swirling smoke wistfully concealed theplexity of her emotions. Despite
finishing a cigarette, her inner turmoil refused to dissipate. Retrieving another from the box, she lifted it
to her lips, poised to light it anew. At that very moment, the re of Sherri incessantly honking the car
horn outside could be heard.
Natalie extinguished the half-smoked cigarette and rose to her feet, making her way toward the door.
As she moved, her hand instinctively picked up a conveniently positioned ck umbre before
entering Sherri’s Mercedes-Benz passenger side.
The rain poured relentlessly, drenching the seat. Sherri inquired, her voiceced with curiosity, “Please,
do tell me, what is the reason behind summoning me to pick you up? And where exactly are we
headed in this weather?”
Sherri knew Natalie well enough to know that her friend would not go out of her way to request
assistance unless necessary. The fact that Natalie had asked for her to pick her up from Adare Manor,
Trevon’s residence, indicated apelling and crucial reason behind her presence there.
Natalie yfully quipped, “Let’s go to Lovers’ Cafe to meet Trevon’s awful lover.”
Sherri turned around in shock and asked, “What do you mean?”
Observing Sherri’s perplexed expression, it became clear that she did not grasp the underlying
meaning of Natalie’s remark. “Don’t zone out. Come on, take me there. Once we arrive, everything will
be clear,” Natalie urged.
As Natalie’s words resonated, Sherri slowly met Natalie’s eyes before shifting back to face forward.
She ignited the engine, stealing another nce at Natalie before focusing on the road ahead.
Natalie was dumbfounded and wondered, “Is she going for a confrontation?”
This time, Sherri drove rtively quickly while Natalie navigated from the passenger seat.
Following the instructions provided by the unfamiliar individual, Natalia pushed the door open and
entered the private room with Sherri trailing closely behind her.
As they entered the private room, their attention was drawn to the presence of a woman with flowing,
milk tea-colored curly hair. She exuded an air of elegance, adorned in a limited-edition Chanel suit that
entuated her style. Her white down jacket hung gracefully on the coat rack near the entrance.
With graceful poise, the woman elegantly stirred her coffee. Her nails, meticulously adorned with ck
sugar caramel tea-inspired nail art, shimmered and glimmered, capturing attention effortlessly. Clearly,
she had invested considerable effort into her appearance, perhaps intending to overshadow Natalie.
In contrast to the woman’svish presence, Natalie’s down jacket, valued at a few hundred dors,
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appeared rtively modest and inexpensive.
When Sherri entered the room, she was visibly taken aback by the sight of the woman seated within.
She eximed in surprise, “Mia, what brings you here?”
Maintaining herposed demeanor, Mia responded amusedly, “Miss Landor, I see you’re also here.
Did Miss Foster bring a protector because you perceive me to be?”
The remark did not sit well with Sherri, and she took a step forward, “You…”
Sensing the need to intervene, Natalie gently ced her hand on Sherri’s arm, leaning closer to
whisper in her ear. “Sherri, wait for me downstairs. Your presence here might restrict her actions. I want
to assess her capabilities,” she murmured.
Sherri was hesitant as she was apprehensive about leaving Natalie alone in the presence of Trevon’s
ex-girlfriend. Uncertain of Natalie’s feelings towards Trevon, the unexpected arrival of his former
partner stirred unease and difort within Sherri.
Noticing Sherri’s lingering reluctance, Natalie gently pushed Sherri, urging her friend to leave. Sherri
finally relented and stepped
After the door closed, Natalie chose not to order coffee, opting for a simple ss of in water. She
held the ss in her hands,
feeling the warmth radiate through her palms.
Natalie did not immediately acknowledge Mia. She paused before speaking slowly. “May I know how
you want to be addressed?”
Mia, disying a hint of displeasure at Natalie’s perceived aloofness, responded with an air of
arrogance, “You may address me as Miss Mia.”
“Oh, Miss Mia, what is the purpose of our meeting today?” Natalie asked, cutting to the chase.
Mia’s faint smile persisted, and she wasted no time. Exuding even more incredible arrogance, she
replied in amanding tone, “Leave Trevon Wilson.” As she spoke, Mia ced a check on the corner
of the table and pushed it toward Natalie.
Maintaining her calm demeanor, Natalie nodded in agreement while holding the ss of hot water to
warm her hands. She picked up the check from the table, her eyes widening with surprise at the
substantial amount. However, instead of epting the offer, she ced the check back down. Natalie
then posed a counterquestion with a steady voice, “Miss Mia, while I appreciate your generous offer of
200,000 dors. But, I must inquire about the basis on which you are now making this demand of me?”
Mia’s confidence remained unshaken as she reiterated her earlier statements, “Mr. Wilson’s feelings
towards you are nonexistent, and even if you were to leave now, you would still be rewarded with
200,000 dors. It’s a rather generous offer. Do not think that a physical rtionship with him entitles
you to assume Mrs. Wilson’s position or allows you to ascend from poverty to wealth. In every aspect,
you pale inparison to him.”
Natalie maintained herposure despite Mia’s assertions, and a brief scene yed out in her mind.
She took another sip of water, the warmth soothing her hands, before responding with a calm yet
probing tone, “Hmm, you speak as if you are the sole person deserving of his affections. I’m curious to
know what gave you the confidence to think that every aspect of yourself is deeply ingrained in Trevon
Wilson’s heart?”
Visibly taken aback by Natalie’s sharp retort and refusal to be swayed, Mia found herself at a loss for
words. Frustration twisted her facial expression, and she stammered, “You…”
Natalie swiftly interjected, confronting Mia head-on. Her voice conveyed indignation, “First and
foremost, who are you? You’re making such demands without even figuring out your own identity. What
gives you the right to speak when you have not even figured out who you are to Trevon? Let me help
you: Are you an ex-girlfriend, a casual fling, or a mistress? Which category do you believe you fall
into?” Without waiting for a response, Natalie continued, her toneced with sarcasm, “Secondly, it
appears that you may becking a few brain cells. If I were clinging onto Trevon Wilson, who
possesses substantial wealth, do you truly believe! would be interested in your paltry check? Do you
possess some misguided notion of Trevon Wilson’s worth?”
Mia, perceiving Natalie as nothing more than a bold and outspoken woman, grew increasingly
frustrated. She clenched the check tightly and fixed a piercing gaze upon Natalie. “So it appears that
your true motive is simply money, isn’t it?” she retorted, her toneced with disbelief and disdain.
Observing Mia’s evident anger, Natalie could not help but feel a sense of satisfaction, prompting her to
press on. “Isn’t that the case?” she asked rhetorically, a hint of amusement in her voice. “You’re
cunningly attempting to make me leave Trevon Wilson, all in the name of true love, or so you im. But
do you even believe that yourself? You had the audacity to arrange this meeting with me today,
indicating that you must have dug into the true nature of my rtionship with Trevon, Well, let me
remind you, based on our legal status, regardless of who you may be, you’re nothing more than a
mistress. Do you understand that? It’s bad enough being the third party, but to proudly announce it to
the world? How utterly despicable! Do your parents know what you’re doing?”
Mia’s attempt to engage in a battle of wits with Natalie proved futile, leaving her visibly frustrated and
causing her words to stumble. “You… You’re just a crude woman from the streets. Don’t assume you’re
the only one who has had a rtionship with Mr. Wilson. I have also been intimate with him!” she
eximed.
Fueled by her desire to argue, Natalie fired back, “So what? Are
you attempting to assert yourself as the esteemed high-society mistress? Do you take pride in counting
the number of times you’ve slept with Trevon Wilson? Is being a mistress considered a prestigious
status now? By the way, are you insinuating that you slept with him the same day you purchased
contraceptives from the pharmacy?”
Vice, “Yes, it was
on that day,”
Caught off guard by Natalie’s verbal attack, Mia responded with a it
Natalie burst intoughter, mocking Mia with a hint of sarcasm. “Oh, Miss Mia, you overestimated
Trevon’s physical prowess. Believe me, after sex with me in the morning. He can miss his target while
peeing. So, do you think his ‘equipment’ is made of cement or reinforced steel? It wouldn’tst the
entire night without copsing. Before you go around spreading lies, maybe you should use your brain.
Save these fantasies for when I’m divorced, will you? I no longer have the time or energy to argue with
you.” Her words dripped with a sense of dismissal, indicating she had no interest in prolonging the
conversation.
As Natalie approached the door, she paused momentarily, turning back to face Mia onest time. She
said, “Oh, and one more thing- In the future, please refrain from contacting me with these trivial
matters. I have a busy life and won’t waste my time arguing with
you any further. Goodbye.”
With that, Natalie left without giving Mia a chance to speak. Consumed by a seething rage, Mia swept
everything off the table, sending the items crashing to the floor in a chaotic symphony of destruction.
Mia had intended to persuade Natalie to abandon Trevon so that she could secure her status as Mrs.
Wilson. However, she was. caught off guard by Natalie’s unstable mental state. Mia thought, “This
womancked any semnce of a filter, freely spouting nonsensical and audacious remarks that defied
reason. She even imed that Mr. Wilson could not do it.”
As Natalie walked out the door, she noticed Sherriughing uncontrobly, unable topose herself.
It was evident that Sherri had. been eavesdropping on the conversation.
Rugging Sherri’s wrist in disdain, Natalie said, “Let’s go! Do you still think there’s a show to watch?”
Sherri, who failed to contain her amusement, burst intoughter,
“Sherri, don’t you care about your reputation? Do you want to be seen as a lunatic? Be mindful of your
Unable to contain her amusement, Sherri doubled over inughter, cing her hands on her hips. “And
here you were lecturing about being ady, but look at how you were just now…”
Not wanting to be a spectacle, Natalie turned and walked away alone.
“Wait for me. I will stopughing, alright? You’re too adorable. I can’t believe you said Trevon has poor
stamina and would copse. Tell me, how did you be so talented with words?” Sherriughed.
Natalie didn’t want to dwell on the topic and nudged Sherri Landor. “Hurry up and drive; I’ll treat you to
pizza.”
Hearing that, Sherri rushed to the car.