"Joanna, I''ve never met anyone as cold-blooded and brazen as you. You really have no soul, do you? Sebastian may spoil you and indulge you, but I won''t. Get lost."


    Natalie had no desire to waste her breath on them. They were ruining her good mood.


    “Natalie, how can you be so vicious...?"


    "Just shut up. What do you know about vicious? Aren''t you and your father the most vicious people here? But I should congratte you. In the end, all you got was an empty shell. Your son overseas is probably going to be furious."


    Natalie said this with a sweet smile as she took another bite of her burrito, dropping the final hammer as she did.


    There was a peanut inside that filled her mouth with a savory vor.


    Joanna and Nathan froze, the color draining from their faces as if they''d just been handed a death sentence.


    Nathan roared, "Natalie, what are you talking about?"


    "Isn''t it simple? About thirty million dors from yourpany''s revenue has been flowing overseas every year. I followed the trail and found your son in Aldonia. He started his own firm, but he''s all talk and no substance, just like his father. It''s not doing well, and you''ve been covering his losses every year. No money to fill the hole this year, I suppose..."


    "And here''s the real kicker, Nathan-Sophia had a rather intimate history with Mr. Wilson before she ever set her sights on you. Tell me, are you a hundred percent sure that precious son of yours actually shares your DNA?"


    She hadn''t nned on getting involved in this, but Joanna had gone too far by targeting Susan.


    This rotten family could tear itself apart for all she cared.


    "What..... what are you trying to say?" Nathan''s face was a mask of utter humiliation. His only hope was his son abroad.


    If his son wasn''t his, and he had already severed ties with his five other children, what would he do? All his hopes rested on that son.


    Joanna saw the color drain from her father''s face, and a sense of dread filled her.


    From a young age, her mother had insisted on sending her older brother abroad to study.


    He had been overseas all these years, and all his expenses had been secretly funneled from her father''spany.


    Wendy had never found out.


    "Natalie, how do you know about this?"


    They had kept this matter a secret.


    "Tsk. Was it supposed to be


    difficult? The senior Scotts dotes on their most beloved grandson, the one overseas, not the four brothers here. Everyone knows the Scott math archt would announce to the whole world that she has a brilliant grandson abroad if she could."


    If nothing unexpected happened, he was supposed to be back this


    But Nathan had no more mo ke et


    prop up his failingpany


    Nathan was stunned. If Natalie knew, then Wendy must know too.


    "Heh..." Jerome''s voice, aughced with sorrow, echoed in the room.


    Nathan turned and saw Jerome sitting in a wheelchair.


    "Jerome, what are you doing here?"


    Nathan''s mind raced back to what Natalie had just said. Had he heard everything?


    Jerome had indeed heard it all.


    So, it turned out they were the clowns all along.


    "Mr. Scott, I didn''t expect to hear such a dramatic story. You''ve truly taken your selfishness and shamelessness to the extreme You spent years bleeding my mother dry and preying on her kindness, didn''t you?"


    "A son older than me, a daughter older than Natalie. Two families. You must have


    lived a very tiring life!"


    Jerome''s tone was dripping with sarcasm.


    A muscle jumped in Nathan''s jaw as the air in the room grew suffocatingly thin.


    Hearing his son''s mockery, he felt a surge of irritation.


    “Jerome, I deceived your mother, but I.....”


    His words were suddenly cut off by a cold voice. "Nathan, you''re disgusting!"