My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 618

Natasha’s cries of despair quietened down as Sophia slapped her again and again.

It wasn’t until more and more people gathered to look on that Sophia stood up and took out a face mask to cover her face. She gave Natasha one final kick and felt deeply pleased.

She used to despise wives that beat up women who broke up their marriages; a mistress wouldn’t have succeeded at seducing a husband into having an affair without the latter’s consent. Therefore, Sophia believed that men should be the ones getting beaten up for cheating on their spouses!

However, what Natasha did was way too over the top. Michael had no feelings for her, yet she tried to seduce him repeatedly. It would be difficult for Sophia to vent the resentment within her if she didn’t beat Natasha up.

“What a little wh*re and a b*tch!”

“She deserves that beating! She seduced someone’s husband at such a young age, but the man has no feelings for her at all!”

“Strip her of her clothes! Bare her hips!”

“If I were her father, I would have banished her from my family long ago!”

Natasha could only sob helplessly, for she couldn’t curse the onlookers even if she wanted to.

The Mitchells waited until Sophia finished beating Natasha before picking the latter up and throwing her into the car like they were picking up a piece of trash. They then closed the door, muffling her sobbing voice inside the car.

Thinking that Sophia would be open to persuasion after beating the sh*t out of Natasha, the Mitchell Family’s representative said to her calmly, “Mrs. Fletcher, Young Master Nathan is still a member of the Mitchell Family. Since he has lost both his parents as a child, he should be taken in and brought up by the Mitchell Family. Mrs. Fletcher, the Mitchells hope that you can hand Young Master Nathan over to us so that we can bring him back to the Mitchell Family—after all, we are his father’s family.”

Fearing that Sophia would object, he quickly continued, “Mrs. Fletcher, there have been some unpleasant instances between you and the Mitchell Family; now that we’ve let you teach the culprit a lesson, I think it’s time to clear up the misunderstandings.”

Although Sophia had taken pleasure in beating Natasha up, she didn’t agree to the Mitchell Family’s proposal easily. Pretending to be in a dilemma, she said, “I don’t think I should decide on this since I’m not Nate’s parent. I’m just his aunt, so I’m afraid I can’t decide whether he’d get to go with you or not.”

The representative opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by a stern and commanding voice. “How dare you! What makes you think you can touch my grandson?”

Upon hearing the voice, the representative knew that he could no longer accomplish the task Alex had assigned to him that day.

Several cars had stopped outside the crowd before anyone realized it. Then, about a dozen people stepped out of the cars and chased the onlookers away.

Following that, a middle-aged man with a commanding look strode up to Sophia and the Mitchell Family members under the escort of several young men.

Sophia had seen this man’s information on the document previously; he was Anthony Mitchell, Justin’s father.

Anthony also had a tremendous influence within the Mitchell Family. He had three sons, one of whom was a businessman and enjoyed high prestige in the Mitchell Group; one entered politics with high political standing; and one joined the army and died a glorious death as a martyr with his remains placed in a flag-draped casket and interred at the Memorial Garden.

He was also the third most powerful member of the Mitchell Family besides Alex and Cooper’s former subordinates; even the representative Alex had sent forth had to lower his head in front of Anthony. “Master Anthony…”

Anthony ordered, “I’m here to pick up my grandson, so you may leave now.”

The representative looked reluctant. “But the family head said that this kid should be raised by the family since he lost both his parents. This is…”

Anthony glared at him with an incomparably stern and commanding look in his eyes. “Do you want me to repeat what I said?!”