Chapter 260
Addison was confronted with Kendra''s promissory note from the casino, and it was signed in Kendra’s
handwriting. Addison was left with no choice but toply.
These casinos were ruthless and feared by all, even the wealthy dared not cross them. What other
choice did she have but to ept her fate?
After bringing the battered Kendra home, Addison could no longer contain her tears. Addison had
spoiled Kendra since she was a child, never allowing her to experience any form of hardship. She
never imagined that Kendra would endure such humiliation and be used as a ything by those
despicable men.
Seeing Kendra''s evidently disturbed state, Addison, after a bout of uncontroble weeping, decided to
hire a renowned psychiatrist to provide Kendra with private counseling at home.
Every night, Kendra would sob uncontrobly, cowering in a corner, repeating the same two words, "No
more, no more."
Witnessing this broke Addison''s heart. This was her precious daughter, whom she had raised on her
own. Natalia, that little witch, had turned her daughter into a mess. Utterly ungrateful!
She should''ve known better than to let that witch into her home!
Now, every time Addison saw her daughter, she couldn''t help but curse Natalia in her heart. If only she
hadn''t found out that Natalia had supposedly drowned at sea, she would''ve been tempted to drag
Natalia''s corpse out of her grave.
One day, while driving to pick up Kendra''s medication, Addison''s gaze was drawn to a charming young
boy staring out of a car window while waiting at a red light. Bored, she looked over to the boy and was
shocked to see someone she never thought she''d see again.
Natalia!
She couldn''t believe her eyes. Without a doubt, it was Natalia in that car. It had to be. She wouldn''t
mistake that face for anyone else. Beside Natalia was Magnus. There was no mistaking him either.
It turned out Natalia had not died after all but had been hidden away by Magnus. They even had a
grown son now.
Addison fumed, and her face was twisted in anger. They had gone too far. Natalia was glowing, and it
was clear Magnus was pampering her. What about Addison’s daughter, Kendra? Why was her
daughter suffering such an unfair fate?
As she silently cursed Natalia to a bitter end and followed their car, a thought struck her. She wanted to
hit them with her car.
However, she then decided that her life was far more valuable than Natalia''s. She had a hundred ways
to end Natalia''s life without implicating herself.
“Natalia, just wait. One day, you''ll taste the torment of hell!”
With that, Addison steered her car onto another road.
The driver of Magnus'' car had noticed a car tailing them and decided not to mention it to Magnus when
he saw the luxury convertible turn onto another road.
Was it perhaps just a coincidence? The driver shrugged it off and continued driving.
Soon, they arrived at the Andersen mansion. Magnus stepped out of the car and gantly opened the
door for Natalia. “Darling, please.”
Natalia, carrying their son Jonas, stepped out of the car, and found herself standing in the grand
courtyard of the Andersen family home once more. She felt as though she had been given a second
chance at life.
"Natalia, shall we proceed?" Magnus suggested, taking Natalia''s hand in one of his and holding Jonas''
with the other.
The household staff, who had been waiting respectfully at the entrance, greeted them as they
approached.
"Wee home."
"Thank you, you may all go now." Magnus waved them away before leading Natalia inside.
Just as they stepped inside, a deep, masculine voice filled the room. "Finally, you''ve decided to visit
this old man, Magnus."
Magnus looked up to find his grandfather, Morgan.
Natalia, too, saw Morgan, but she hadn''t expected him to age so much in just a few years. Feeling
uneasy about Morgan, who had never seemed to care for her, Natalia worried he might say something
unpleasant.
Magnus sensed Natalia''s anxiety and squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Grandfather, how did you know
I wasing back?" Magnus asked, puzzled since he hadn''t informed anyone about his return.
"Humph," Morgan grumbled, his age-old authority still evident despite Magnus'' disregard for it. "You
thought I wouldn''t know if you didn''t tell me? You''ve kept my precious great-grandson away from me all
these years. Such heartlessness! I''m old, how much longer do I have? Why won''t you let me spend
time with him?"
Morgan''s words sounded more like pleading than scolding. He had grown old and had no control over
the younger generation, especially since Magnus refused to let him interfere.
Fine, Morgan wouldn''t interfere, but why couldn''t he even see his great-grandson? For years, Morgan
yearned to see his precious great-grandson, but his wish was never fulfilled.
That rascal Magnus had not only hidden Morgan’s great-grandson but had also sent him overseas and
prohibited him from leaving the country.
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The manager of Melfort Airport became a frequent visitor to Morgan’s house, and always left with a
tongueshing.
Morgan unleashed all his frustration on the airport manager, who had unwittingly spilled the beans
yesterday, revealing that Magnus was about to return with Jonas and Natalia.
Upon learning that his grandson was about to bring his great-grandson home, Morgan was so thrilled
that he had a restless night. Before dawn, he had rushed back to the old mansion, eagerly waiting for
Magnus to return with his great-grandson.
As for Natalia, Morgan had heard that she hadn''t perished all those years ago. The moment he heard
Natalia was alive, Morgan finally felt a weight lift from his conscience. He knew he couldn''t interfere too
much anymore because Magnus was insanely protective of his wife. When he was upset, he wouldn''t
even recognize Morgan as his grandfather.
Considering this, Morgan decided to take a step back. All he wanted was to spend time with his
beloved great-grandson. If Magnus loved Natalia, then Morgan would let them be happy together.
The world of young folk was bing increasingly iprehensible to this old geezer.