The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 137

Charlotte reached forward and gently took Natalie's wrist, wiping off the foundation on her skin. The needle marks became even more visible and clearly exposed now.

Her tears fell uncontrollably.

Natalie was shocked to see Charlotte cry. Today, she had explicitly used foundation to cover the needle marks on her arm.

These marks were tiny and weren't very noticeable after some time.

But Charlotte was so perceptive, perhaps because of their deep mother-daughter bond, that she immediately noticed.

While treating Natalie's palm wound, she spotted them right away.

"Honey." Charlotte's voice was choked with emotion. William also noticed, and his expression darkened like storm clouds.

Without a word, he dialed Hector's number. "Hector, where are you? Bring the blood extraction tools."

"Got it, Dad." Hector already had the tools in the car and didn't ask why. "I'm almost there."

"Alright." William hung up the phone, stood up, and kicked Diana hard in the face. "You venomous woman! You beast! You despicable excuse for a human being!"

He never insulted women. On the contrary, he had always been respectful and tolerant toward them.

But someone like Diana wasn't even worthy of being called a woman—she was no better than a beast.

Even if Natalie wasn't her biological daughter, how could she draw that much blood from Natalie?

Earlier, they had only heard the term "walking blood bank" and hadn't truly understood it. But now, seeing the needle marks on Natalie's wrist, they could finally grasp just how much blood Natalie had been forced to give over the years under Diana and Victor's control.

The term "walking blood bank" had now become a horrifying reality.

William and Charlotte felt their hearts ache intensely.

As parents, they had spoiled Emma since she was little. They never owed her anything, but in exchange, their biological daughter had suffered so much pain and torment at the hands of Victor and Diana.

At this moment, Charlotte couldn't help but blame Grace.

Wasn't she supposed to love Natalie the most? Why hadn't she stopped Victor and Diana from draining Natalie's blood?

Once or twice might have been bearable, but these needle marks were countless.

Charlotte gently stroked Natalie's wrist, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Seeing her like this, Natalie wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak.

She had kept these needle marks as a way to draw a clear line with Victor and Diana when they tried to manipulate her emotionally.

But she hadn't expected it would make Charlotte so upset.

"It's fine," Natalie said, her cold voice softening slightly. Although she didn't know how to comfort Charlotte, she still spoke up. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Nat, these needle marks… aren't recent, are they?"

Charlotte held Natalie's hand. "Did they make you give blood again before Selena came home?"

Natalie nodded. "Yes."

Charlotte closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. "How dare you! Diana, you're really something!"

By the end, her words were filled with biting anger.

Diana had realized they knew Selena's whereabouts, and there were still three days before Selena came home. She feared that once she drove Natalie away, no one would be left to give her blood. So, she guilt-tripped Natalie into going to the hospital and drawing a significant amount of blood.