Clara then slightly calmed herself down, "It's good that you understand that Mr. Kruf is already being very generous, willing to give you this opportunity to apologize, so you better be grateful."
Natalia laughed mockingly.
She looked at Randy Kruf, who was lying on the sick bed with a subdued and gentle smile on her face, but at the bottom of her eyes, she was cold and without a trace of smile.
"Randy Kruf, I don't know where you got the confidence to think that I will definitely like you or even marry you, oh, probably because Mrs. Dawson had given you some support!"
"After all, just now in the car, she persuaded me in earnest, and she said that you'll be very useful to the Dawson family. The power that supports you would enable the Dawson family to have plain sailing in Julio in the future and the Dawson family will no longer have to worry about other forces."
"If it is not because of this, she won't bother to deal with a vulgar, rude and uncaring bastard like you!"
"She also said that you lost your wife when you were young, lost your son in your middle years, and you are now alone, so you look like a short-lived man, and as long as I am willing to give birth to your son, the fortune of the Kruf family will be mine in the future."
"Tsk, to be honest, this was quite tempting when I first heard about it but it's too bad that I'm not interested in you, so I can't agree with her."
"Regarding what had happened last night, I have talked to my lawyer and he has already got the evidence. We will soon file a lawsuit against you for your attempted rape. I know, the Kruf family is very powerful."
"Many merchants and businessmen dare not mess with you, but I'm sorry that even if it is an iron plate, I will kick it today. If you don't believe me, we will see!"
As she spoke, everyone in the room gradually changed their faces.
Clara shouted angrily, "Natalia! What are you talking about? When did I, when did I say..."
"Mrs. Dawson, if you dare to say it, you better dare to admit it. It is not good to say one thing in front of one's face and another behind one's back."
Natalia smiled as she stood up. She patted the non-existent dust on her skirt before turning around and walking towards her. She looked at her from a commanding position.
Smiling, she said, "I've finished what Mrs. Dawson asked me to say, is there anything else you want to deliver?"
"You, you!"
Clara was so furious that her face turned white. As she pointed at her, her fingertip was trembling.
Randy Kruf's grim voice came from behind.
"Natalia, are you sure you want to fight with me?"
Natalia laughed.
Ignoring him, she said to Clara, "Since there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
With that, she walked out with elegant steps.
When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped. She looked back at Randy Kruf with an enchanting smile, who had an angry face on the sick bed.
"Oh, I forgot to tell Mr. Kruf one thing. I have actually got married a long time ago."
She frowned and made a distressed and helpless look, "I don't know why Mrs. Dawson introduced me to you knowing that I was married... Probably ... in her eyes, Mr. Kruf is just a generous fool she could mess around with easily. However, it seems to be true."
After Natalia finished speaking, she put on a sorry expression towards him before leaving.
There was dead silence in the ward.
Randy Kruf slowly turned his eyes and looked at Clara with a grim and cruel face, who was standing opposite him.
Clara smiled awkwardly.
At this moment, it made no difference to explain more. More explanation would only make her look even more powerless.
But Clara still forced a smile, "Mr. Kruf, don't listen to her nonsense. I didn't say anything like that. She's clearly stirring up trouble, you mustn't be fooled by her."
Randy Kruf sneered.
"Is that so? What about the fact that she has been married?"
The smile on Clara's face froze.
"That, that's absolutely impossible! She was lying to you. She is my granddaughter. Would I not know if she was married?"
Randy Kruf laughed sarcastically.
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