The Scorned Heiress's Hidden Empire (by Jade Quinn) novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

RITA

Andrew stepped in front of Natalie, shielding her.

His gaze was chilling, like it had been forged in ice.

“Go ahead, take one more step. I dare you.” Andrew warned.

Isabelle shuddered at his glare, instinctively stepping back.

But Isabelle wasn’t about to back down. She called out to Natalie from behind Andrew.

“Natalie! Say something! Was this on purpose?!”

Natalie finally set her coffee cup down and looked up at her.

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“I already told you that necklace was fake. Miss Young was there at the time, wasn’t she?” Natalie said.

Annabelle, suddenly put on the spot, frowned and nodded.

Isabelle’s heart skipped a beat. panic rising. “Bullshit! If you really wanted to warn me, why didn’t you just tell me you knew Elaine?”

Natalie let out a cold snort. “Isabelle, did I force you to buy that necklace?”

Isabelle froze.

“Did I make you give it as a gift?” Natalie pressed.

Isabelle opened her mouth, but no words came out.

“Did I tell you to slander me just now?” Natalie pressed.

Isabelle’s face grew even paler.

Natalie’s lips curled into a faint, mocking smile.

“You were dumb enough to buy a fake, and now you’re blaming others? Isabelle, seriously, where’s your brain?” Natalie sneered.

A low murmur of laughter rippled through the crowd.

Isabelle’s face burned with humiliation as she glared at Natalie, her mind flooded with memories of every time she’d been made a fool of.

Getting beaten up at the exam hall, thrown out of the mall, dragged off a yacht by security, and now, being humiliated in front of everyone at the apprenticeship banquet.

Every single time, it was all because of Natalie!

‘Why?

‘Why does this bitch always get to walk all over me?‘ she seethed.

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“Natalie!” Isabelle’s voice was sharp enough to cut glass.

“Who the hell are you trying to impress, acting like you’re better than everyone else? You’re just a worthless bastard nobody even wants!

“Thrown out by the Grant family! You really think clinging to the Mitchells and Elaine suddenly makes you hot shit? Let me tell you, deep down, you’re still nothing but trash!”

The whole room broke out in an uproar.

“Did she really just say that?”

“That’s seriously over the line.”

Andrew Mitchell’s eyes narrowed dangerously, and in one swift move, he grabbed Isabelle by the collar.

Isabelle was yanked clean off the ground, her feet barely scraping the floor.

Her eyes went wide with panic as she tried to fight back, but Andrew Mitchell’s grip was like a steel vice. There was no escaping.

“Let… let me go…”

She could barely get the words out, terror clear in her voice.

“Mr. Mitchell…” Julia finally snapped out of it and lunged forward, trying to pry Andrew’s hand off Isabelle. “Please, let my daughter go! She’s just a kid, she doesn’t know any better. Please, show some leniency…”

Andrew didn’t even look at her.

“If you don’t know how to keep your mouth shut, maybe you don’t need a tongue at all,” Andrew’s voice was icy.

Just that one sentence made Isabelle’s blood run cold.

She saw the icy chill in Andrew’s eyes, and for a moment, it felt like he really might cut her tongue out.

Natalie stood up and placed a gentle hand on Andrew’s arm.

Andrew felt the soft touch, and his gaze cleared a little.

‘Natalie’s still here. I can’t scare her, he reminded himself.

He gave Isabelle a long, cold stare before releasing her with a rough shove.

Natalie stood there in her pale green dress, the fabric catching the light with a soft shimmer. She looked icy and untouchable, like a piece of jade.

She shot a cold look at Isabelle, who was leaning on Julia, struggling to catch her breath.

“Get out!” Natalie snapped.

Isabelle’s head was pounding with rage at the way Natalie looked down on her.

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“Get out? This is my banquet! Who the hell are you to tell me to leave?” Isabelle shot back.

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She jabbed a finger at Natalie, her voice rising with every word. “You lived off the Grant family for years. ate our food, wore our clothes, and now you turn your back on us and team up with outsiders to screw me over? You’re nothing but an ungrateful brat! A bitch! A whore…”

Smack!

“My daughter just got carried away and said a few things she shouldn’t have. Do you really have to call the police over that?”

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