Joanna chuckled. "Dad, now that you know Natalie has money, do you regret kicking her out?"


    Nathan forced augh. "Joanna, having you as my daughter is enough. I just never expected the people who adopted Natalie to be so wealthy."


    Joanna''s voice filled with anger. "So, she was pretending to be a country bumpkin all those years, just to deceive us?"


    Nathan wasn''t sure. The truth was, he had never seen Natalie as his daughter. Bringing her back was always about personal gain.


    "Joanna, let''s not dwell on the past. The priority now is to find a way to get Natalie back under our control and take her money for ourselves."


    All he had left was a small, failingpany. Life without money was unbearable.


    Joanna replied, "Dad, let''s wait until I''m done with this movie. We can go after her for the money after it''s released. I can''t afford to tarnish my reputation right now. Because of that woman, Sebastian has already cut me off."


    "Natalie has leverage over me. We only have one option now: make her disappear from this world for good. Only the dead can keep secrets."


    Nathan paused for a moment. "Alright."


    He hung up, feeling an unsettling unease.


    Since the divorce, he hadn''t seen Wendy. He wondered if she was doing okay.


    Living with Sophia, he couldn''t help but feel she wasn''t as thoughtful as Wendy. Wendy always knew when he wasn''t feeling well. The meals she prepared were carefully nned to avoid upsetting his stomach. At night, she would brew him teas to keep him healthy.


    Sophia, on the other hand, never considered his needs. The dishes she made were always spicy.


    His body couldn''t handle spicy and greasy foods anymore.


    Nathan took a deep breath, a strange feeling settling in his heart.


    Ever since divorcing Wendy, everything had felt wrong.


    He had only learned yesterday that Wendy''s parents had left Yaro and returned to their hometown to retire.


    Just as Nathan was lost in thought, he saw Wendy.


    She was wearing a ck down jacket, her face bare of makeup, and carrying a container.


    She was walking toward him, and for some reason, Nathan felt a knot of nervousness in his stomach.


    "Wendy, are you..."


    Wendy only recognized him when she heard his voice. Looking at face, she noticed he was


    than


    vele


    significantly bad been a short while ago.


    She sneered inwardly. That woman was clearly stuffing him with rich


    food every day is health wase


    deteriorating rapidly, his face visibly swollen.


    A gentleman''s revenge is a dish best served cold.


    They had plenty of time to y. For now, all he had left was that tiny, failingpany, which would be bankrupt in a few days anyway.


    Once he had nothing, she''d see how long that woman would stick around.


    Wendy gave a cold smile. "Nathan? Natalie works here. What are you doing here?" "N-nothing. I just wanted to see her."


    Wendy scoffed. "You, being so kind as toe see her? Or is it that you found out she works here, and came to leech off her?"


    Nathan frowned but said nothing. If Wendy found out he was here to extort money from Natalie, she would tear him apart.


    "No, really, it''s not like that. I just came to see how she was doing. Wendy, have you been okay?" After decades together, he really did miss her.


    Wendy''s kindness was something he couldn''t forget.


    Wendy looked at him, at his greasy, aging face. Without the filter of affection he was even more ordinary than the average person, "I''m doing very well may not have much money left but I feel a sense of relief."