President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 23

Elisa shook her head, pained.

"Natalia, when your mother handed you over to me and asked me to take good care of you, but since that incident, you left the country without a word. I could not find a way to contact you, it is my dereliction of duty, but I didn't expect that you would actually take such a crooked path!

It doesn't matter if you want to be with a man like Alfred. Be honest with me!

Even if I don't agree, if you must marry him, I'll accept it!

If this scam wants to bully you, with the power of the Wright family and the Kawn family, he won’t dare to bully you!

But you hide it from me, and you refuse to admit it even after repeated questioning. What do you take me for?

Am I still your most respected and dearest elder?

I had not heard from you in the past five years, and I worried you every day, lest I fail your mother, but what about you?

Is this how you repay me?"

Natalia's face went pale.

She wanted to explain.

Clara, however, interrupted her and said with a compensating smile.

"Old lady, don't be angry. She is probably afraid of being scolded for telling the truth. Her nature is rather stubborn, I've gotten used to it over the years."

Elisa waved her hand, with her face full of fatigue.

"All right, things have come to this, I have nothing to say. I am sorry I messed up your birthday party. I will send someone to make amends some other day. As for the rest, I can't care and don't want to care. Declan, let's go!"

Declan Wright frowned, his gaze lingering on those picture on Alfred's phone screen for a moment before he finally helped Elisa leave.

Natalia clenched her fingers, with her nails nestling into her palm.

Her body was shaking slightly.

Shameless!

Shameless!

The thought that she was actually family with such a group of people with the same blood running through their veins was unbelievable!

How can people be so shameless?

There were already people around who heard their conversation and saw the way Elisa left in a huff, so they couldn't help but whisper.

"Eh, what's going on?

That person is Natalia, huh?

How did she get together with Alfred of Shuangta Group?"

"What kind of pot goes with what kind of lid!"

"One stole his sister's designs out of jealousy, the other beat up his wife, they're just right together.”

"But it's so mismatched!

Natalia is so pretty, while Alfred is disgusting. How can she fall in love with such a person!"

"And you guys are complimenting her face!"

One of the girls who was standing with Jessica earlier walked over and sneered.

"A plastic surgery chick, so what if she's pretty?

In a few years when she gets older, she will be ugly!

By then, I'm only afraid she won't even be worthy of Alfred."

“What?

Are you saying Natalia's current face is plastic surgery?"

"Of course, that's what her sister said, it would never be false."

“Dear me!

That's too shameful."

The scene was somewhat chaotic, and Natalia looked at Clara with a cold, stern gaze, gritting her teeth.

"Clara, aren't you afraid of the wrath of God for doing this?"

Clara looked at her, not hiding the smug look in her eyes.

She sighed softly and shook her head.

"My good granddaughter, how do you think I would have gone out of my way if you had listened to me earlier?"

Natalia was so angry that her body trembled, and her anger seemed to burst out of her chest.

"Get someone to composite a few photos and get a hoodlum to come and testify, and you think you can make up the facts?