Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 303

Natalia wrapped up her day at the conference, stepping out into the evening's dim light. A restless night and a day packed with commitments had taken a toll on her. All she yearned for now was to head back and catch a moment of rest.

As she gathered her belongings, ready to leave, Delilah Powell unexpectedly called out to her.

"Natalia."

With a smirk, Delilah sauntered over to Natalia. "I'm surprised to see you back at work so soon. I guess your mom's passing didn't really hit you hard, huh?"

Natalia froze, her eyes flashing with anger. "Delilah, do you recall what happened to the last person who said something like that to me?"

Caught off guard, Delilah's expression flickered with disdain. "Are you threatening me?"

Natalia chuckled. "Yes, I am, Delilah. Don't mess with me, or your precious Hamilton might not like the outcome."

Delilah had heard about Giselle Lynd's fate. Giselle's grandfather's comments had made Delilah keep a close eye on the Schafer family.

Delilah's face turned from red to white with anger, but then she scoffed. "You might not know, Natalia, but at Westley's birthday bash, after you left, he announced I'm Hamilton's fiancée. I'm the legitimate one, and you're just the other woman!"

Natalia stiffened. She was aware of the announcement but had brushed it off, caring only about where Hamilton's heart lay. But now, Delilah's words stung with irony.

clear. They had turned a blind eye to her mother's demise and now, even her pregnancy was a secret

that so? Well, congratulations. Expect a hefty gift from me at

a response, Natalia walked away, only to be stopped by Delilah's

the attention

defending Natalia against Delilah's accusations. "Delilah, you better watch

Natalia cut her off, leaving the scene

of

feeling a mix of gratitude and sadness, thanked Ryan but declined his offer to drive her

outside, they encountered Hamilton waiting at

sank at the sight, but Ryan didn't hesitate to confront him. "Mr. Fowler, here to

moment before Hamilton clarified, "If we're talking about

a scoff, "Fiancée? I'm hardly the

grasp, turning to walk

as Hamilton made to follow her, he heard

laced with

Hamilton's expression instantly darkened.

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