What had their family done to Natalie?


    "Waaaah..." Colin slumped in his seat, sobbing uncontrobly. Even a tiger won''t eat its own cubs, but Nathan was more terrifying than any demon.


    The only reason he didn''t chase after Nathan and beat him was to avoid ruining his mother''s ns.


    Nathan, Joanna... you want to destroy my family? In your dreams.


    Colin turned and left. Once in his car, he tried to call Natalie.


    The other end just gave a mechanical response: "The number you have dialed is currently busy."


    Colin just wanted to apologize, even though he knew Natalie would never forgive him. But he finally knew he was wrong.


    He finally understood the pain Natalie had suffered, all stemming from their favoritism for Joanna.


    After dialing several more times, he remembered that Natalie had already blocked them.


    She had blocked everyone in the Scott family. The night he had called her for help, it hadn''t gone through because she had blocked him. That''s why he had to use a different number.


    "Heh..." A painedugh escaped him. He was the clown all along.


    But the memory of Natalie''s indifferent gaze sent a wave of panic through him.


    He already knew the answer in his heart: Natalie would never forgive him and his brothers.


    For the sake of a mistress''s daughter, they had insulted and humiliated their own sister. They shared the same blood, so how could they have bullied her so heartlessly?


    Was it because they always saw Joanna getting hurt, so their hearts naturally sided with her?


    No, that wasn''t it. From the very beginning, they had looked down on the Natalie who had been brought back from the countryside.


    "Waaaah..." Colin broke down, sobbing in the driver''s seat.


    At that moment, Natalie had arrived at the police station.


    She was met by Yves and his wife Delia.


    Delia was over fifty, but her figure was perfectly maintained. She was still a stunningly beautiful woman, dripping with jewels.


    The finery only entuated her noble air, and every movement exuded an aura of regal grace.


    She blocked Natalie''s path, her voice cold. "Ms. Sanders, let''s talk."


    Natalie looked at the fury in her eyes and felt a sh of her own anger. What right did this woman have to be angry?


    She, Natalie, was the victim.


    "Who are you?" Natalie had a good guess as to her identity, but she had never met Maxwell''s mother before.


    Delia tilted her chin up, looking at the breathtaking woman before her. If it weren''t for this bitch, the old hag would have been long dead.


    elmet


    The entire Spencer family fortune would belong to her husband and son. All because of one act of kindness from Natalie, their entire n had been ruined.


    Her son had crashed into Natalie because he heard she had foiled their ns.


    "Ms. Sanders, I am Maxwell''s


    mother want you to issue a letter


    of forgiveness and let my son go


    this one time Name your price ran


    give you anything you want


    Her son could not have a criminal record. He was going to inherit the corporation.


    Natalie was all alone now, with no resources to fight them.


    She could either end up dead or walk away with a sum of money.


    Natalie raised an eyebrow, noting the disdain in the woman''s eyes. “Ma''am, if you''re going to look down on me don''t bother asking for my Help. you genuinely want my forgiveness, then you can start by losing that disdainful look find it quite unpleasant."


    Natalie''s blunt words made the woman''s face turn ugly. She red at Natalie.


    “Natalie, do you really think you''re worthy of my respect?"