Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182 Not The First Time

“You—” Just as Xavier was about to say something, Natasha stopped him.

He turned around and frowned at her.

“I’ll settle my own matters,” she stated.

When Xavier saw the determination in her eyes, he fell silent and nodded, continuing to stand behind her like a bodyguard.

Natasha then turned to Erin and smirked.

“What are you smiling for?”

“I’m smiling because I can’t believe that there’s actually a day where I get to be mocked at and warned by a mistress,” Natasha explained.

Erin was dumbfounded, and her expression changed drastically. “W-What nonsense are you talking about?”

“Erin Charstille, born in nineteen seventy, dropped out of school during your teens and started working. After that, you dated a thirty-year-old man whom you were forced to break up with after his wife found out about it. When you were in your twenties, you met Desmond in a bar, and you two were passionately in love with each other instantly. Despite knowing he’s married, you got pregnant out of wedlock. Then, you appeared on his doorstep with the child, looking for his wife. Your actions caused Desmond’s wife to go into depression, and she jumped off the building—”

“Shut up! Shut up!” Erin hollered before Natasha could even finish. She glowered at the latter. “What nonsense are you talking about?”

Her exaggerated reaction was basically an act of acknowledgment of what Natasha said. Everything Erin had been hiding had been revealed.

“Nonsense? Or should I ask Jacques, the biological son of Desmond’s wife? I believe he should be the witness to this entire incident. He must know every detail about it,” said Natasha nonchalantly.

Shaking in fury, Erin clenched her fists and shot Natasha a death glare.

How does she know all that? Especially the part about me dating a man when I was in my teens. Practically no one knows about it, nor have I mentioned it to anyone. Well, I told Desmond when I dated him, but that was the first time I told someone about it. How… How does she know about it?

Her eyes that glared at Natasha had traces of fear and hatred.

Seeing that Erin had stopped talking, Natasha raised a brow. “So, Mdm. Charstille, do I need to verify the things I’ve said?”

“Natasha Watson, I’m going to sue you for slander!” Erin growled.

“Sure. I’ll be waiting for you. If you don’t, then you’re just a coward,” Natasha taunted.

“You—” Erin was fuming with rage. “You insolent woman!” As she spat those words, she raised her hand, wanting to slap Natasha’s face.

Sensing what was about to happen, Xavier reached out to stop it, but Natasha had already caught Erin’s hand effortlessly.

Erin’s hand that was about to hit Natasha was gripped tightly by the latter. She stared at Natasha in disbelief. “Let me go!”

“Mdm. Charstille, I hate mistresses the most. And today, you had the guts to come here and slander me. You know what? This is not the first time you’ve infuriated me.”

Before Erin could even react, Natasha had given the former a violent slap across the face.

Erin was flabbergasted.

She never expected she would be slapped by Natasha.

She covered her face, not knowing what to say for the longest time.

“I’ve put up with your behavior once because you’re Zachary’s mother. But this time, you asked for it,” Natasha snarled.

“Did you just hit me?” Erin had completely lost it. She felt utterly humiliated for being slapped in front of so many people.

“That single slap was just a lesson. Don’t you ever appear in front of me again, or it won’t be as simple as just a slap next time.” With that, Natasha stormed off.