The Scorned Heiress's Hidden Empire (by Jade Quinn) novel Chapter 251

Chapter 251

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Natalie unfolded the letter. The handwriting was even messier than the will, as if it had been written and revised countless

times.

She read the first line, her fingers tensing up a bit.

[Natalie, by the time you read this, I’ll be gone. There are things I couldn’t say to your face, so I wrote them down. Please don’t be sad.]

She closed her eyes, exhaled slowly, then continued reading.

[I know you noticed my health was failing. That day you carried me down from the hill, I actually woke up, but since you didn’t want me to know, I just pretended nothing had happened.]

[For the last month or so, I took your medicine every day, and I truly didn’t feel any pain. Natalie, you really are a miracle worker!]

[As for my death, I’m actually at peace with it. I was so eager to go be with your grandma, so I only returned in my final days, afraid you’d notice.]

[I hope you won’t mind that I kept this from you. After your grandma passed, those days were really tough for me. I constantly wanted to join her, but I couldn’t let go of my concern for you.]

[You pick things up so quickly, I couldn’t even keep teaching you. In just two years, you learned everything I had to give.]

[When you finally beat me at chess, I didn’t say anything, but deep down, I was really proud.]

[You’ve gone beyond me. What I couldn’t achieve, you’ll carry on for me. The road I couldn’t finish, you’ll walk it for me.]

[Natalie, thank you. Thank you for staying by my side all these years. When you first came to me, you were just a little thing. and now look at you, all grown up.]

[You’ve found your birth parents, and they treat you well. That really puts my mind at ease. After I’m gone, don’t be sad.)

[That’s just how life is. People come and go.]

[I’ve spent almost my whole life waiting for your grandma, and now I finally get to be with her. You should be happy for me)

Natalie pressed the letter over her heart, head bowed, her shoulders trembling.

She didn’t cry. She just shook, like a leaf falling in the wind.

Her grandpa and grandma were gone. Everyone who watched her grow up was gone now.

Natalie collected herself, folded the letter, slipped it back into the envelope, and tucked it away at the very bottom of the drawer.

The courtyard was completely empty. She was the only one there

After the funeral, Natalie asked everyone to leave William and the others didn’t say much, they just reminded her to stay safe and call if she needed anything.

Natalie tidied up the courtyard one last time, locked the gate behind her, and got ready to leave

Her car was parked on a small slope off to the side. She opened the door, got in, started the engine, turned around, and

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rove down the stone path.

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The sycamore trees hning the road had shed most of their leaves, their bare branches stretching up toward the sky like cutstretched hands.

She drove slowly, and when she got near the bridge up ahead, she spotted a black car parked in the distance. It looked familiar.

She squinted at the license plate. It was the Grant family’s car.

Natalie gripped the steering wheel with one hand and pulled up beside the black car. There was no one inside.

She frowned. The Grant family’s car shouldn’t be here. She remembered the last time Julia and Michael had come to pick the lock, but she hadn’t spotted anyone along the way.

Her elegant fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel, her gaze turning icy as she spun the car around and headed straight for the back hills.

The wind was strong on the back hills, rustling the pine and cypress branches.

Four people stood in front of Matilda’s grave, David, Julia, Michael, and Isabelle.

David wore a dark gray jacket, hands in his pockets, expressionless as he looked at the photo on the tombstone.

In the photo, Matilda was smiling kindly, her eyes gentle. She looked a bit like him.

Julia stood next to him, holding a cloth bag that was stuffed full. Whatever was inside, it was anyone’s guess.

Michael crouched by the grave, digging into the earth with a folding shovel.

Isabelle stood at the back, watching with icy indifference.

Michael looked up and asked, “Dad, are you sure Grandma’s stuff is really buried here?”

He paused his digging.

David didn’t answer, just glanced at Julia.

Julia jumped in, “Of course. When Matilda was buried, I saw with my own eyes a whole bunch of valuables get busted with her.

‘She’s your real grandma. She wouldn’t just sit back and watch us struggle out here, right? We’re just out of options here

David chimed in, “Better to stash it in the grave than let someone who’s not family take it. Natalie’s been squatting the old house for years. Why should our family’s stuff end up in her hands?”

Isabelle added from the back, “Mom’s right. The Grant family’s things shouldn’t let outsiders get their hands on them

Michael started digging again, the shovel sinking into the earth with a heavy, muffled sound.

Once, twice, three times, he kept shoveling.

The mound of dirt beside him grew higher and higher

If there were a living person buried down there, maybe they’d feel a bit of fear or guilt But since it’s Rist an arm, they act without a shred of respect, completely shameless.

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ha glased at the new grave not far away, her curiosity piqued. She walked over for a closer look then quickly waved David over

“Honey, come check this out. Who is this?” Julia called.

David, Isabelle, and Michael were drawn by her gesture and walked over.

Isabelle didn’t know who Jacob Miller was, but seeing David and Michael’s strong reaction, she asked. ‘Dad, who is this guy?

Julia let out a cold snort, “Who? Your grandma’s side guy

David frowned at her, but didn’t say anything.

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