Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 53: What If You Fail?

"What? Natalie offered a mocking smile, her eyes gleaming with wickedness. "Were you expecting me to say that if I fail, I’ll give up all my inheritance in the family?"

Sephina was caught off guard as this was what always worked on Natalie- Challenge her, push her to fail, and then take control over her.

Seeing her grandma shocked, memories flashed before Natalie’s eyes, memories of past manipulations that had shaped her into the woman she was now.

"Grandma, if I win this competition, will you let me pursue it? I love making perfumes," a younger Natalie had once pleaded.

"Alright, but what if you fail?" Sephina had asked.

"I will give up on it," Natalie had promised, only to have that dream crushed when she inevitably failed or most precisely she was pushed to fail.

"Grandma, my teacher said I’m skilled at piano, and I can win this competition."

"What if you fail?"

"I won’t play again."

So many such incidents happened where she failed and in the end all she got to hear was- "You were meant to fail. Briena is the one who deserves it."

Natalie’s lips, at those bitter experiences. "After living with vultures like you, no one can be so naive to bet like this, and

sure she won’t fail but she didn’t want to give her grandma a satisfaction

can you talk to Grandma like this?" Briena suddenly intervened, stepping forward

look, raising an eyebrow. "Like this—from this mouth. Got your answer? Next time, try changing your question so I won’t be bored to answer," and raised her hand in the

to protect her face, as

at how easily frightened Briena was. Natalie moved that hand through her own hair and said, "Don’t worry, I am not going to give you another footage to record so

whisper in Briena’s ear. "But if you really want to get beaten up to knock some sense into that nasty brain of yours, come to my home. I’ll happily fulfill your wish. I’m an expert at giving a good beating in secret rather than in

if the devil himself had whispered in her ear. She turned to

kid?" Natalie interrupted her and turned to Sephian, "This is the heir you’ve chosen, Grandma—someone

at Briena to which she immediately stopped

just signed. "Oh, I’m taking this file with me. I’ll need it when I step into that company’s office, considering how you people

high, leaving the other

her arrogance," Clara said,

narrowed, her anger directed more at Clara than at Natalie. "First, teach your daughter to be more like her. If Briena were even half as sharp as Natalie, we wouldn’t be

seeking comfort. "I’m

it won’t be long before she snatches this company away from you," Sephian warned but her voice softened as

what if Natalie actually manages

bring her more trouble and humiliation." With that, Sephina picked up her cellphone and made

alive, they wouldn’t have to confront Natalie directly. This old woman had been making Natalie’s