Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 251

The moment Natalia Jenkins laid eyes on Delilah Powell, everything seemed to fall into place, albeit in a twisted kind of way.

Natalia had thought that when Delilah left the prestigious Fowler family, it was her waving the white flag of surrender. But now, it was clear that she was too naive in her assumptions.

After all, how could someone like Hamilton, who went out of his way to study nutritional science in depth, just give up so easily?

"Your competitor tonight is Delilah," Collin whispered urgently to Natalia as she entered the room.

"She has a bit of a knack for languages, and this task involves ancient artifacts. Old Mr. Powell, Magnus Powell, happens to be an expert in that field. So, Delilah might have a slight edge over you in this regard." Collin, ever the protective mentor, couldn't bear the thought of his protégé being at a disadvantage.

Natalia nodded, "I've been preparing rigorously and did extensive research, Mr. Collin. You don't have to worry."

Collin believed in Natalia's capabilities, but he couldn't help casting a worried glance towards the judges' panel.

This competition was unlikely to be a fair and square one.

Before he could voice his concerns, Delilah approached them.

"Ms. Jenkins, we meet again," she greeted with a thin smile.

Natalia responded with a natural, pleasant demeanor, "Delilah, what a pleasure."

Collin, slightly taken aback, asked, "You two know each other?"

Natalia was about to respond when Delilah quickly answered, "We've crossed paths a few times."

Collin's look of concern deepened, but he did not press further, instead offering a worried glance towards Natalia.

"Don't worry about

excused himself to prepare, Delilah turned

Hamilton won't be

saying - a woman who only relies on a man's protection will always remain nothing more than an object

a woman who matches him in both background and ability, not someone clinging onto him like

her words and replied with a restrained smile, "Is writing anonymous

Delilah's smile didn't waver.

slandering isn't a commendable habit. Do you have proof it was me? Besides, sometimes where there's smoke, there's fire. Perhaps, Ms. Jenkins, you should introspect

Natalia returned the smile.

skill contest

anonymous letter or not, Natalia

Collin called

deep breath, Natalia made her

of a negotiation process involving the repatriation

and Delilah began their

with a furrowed brow but soon, his expression softened into one of pride

Natalia was in a league of her own. Her professional expertise, adaptability, and the authoritative presence required in international negotiations

embodying the resilience and confidence befitting a representative of

Natalia's talents were wasted in a mere translation

was confident, despite the outcome, that everyone present

exchanged uneasy glances, their expectations vastly overturned by

disparity in performance. This decision left a bitter taste, marking a blatant disregard for

performance, but the judges felt that she seemed less like an interpreter and more like she was personally entering the negotiation ring. "An interpreter should look the part,"

and gasps at

at the entrance of the soundproof booth, her expression slightly darkened. It was the first time

standing by another booth, raised an eyebrow at Natalia.