Chapter 104: Do Not Insult My Mother

Julia immediately recognized the angry old woman standing before her as Sephina Ford—the very woman who had made her granddaughter’s life so difficult. Behind her stood Jay Ford, the scoundrel who had married the woman her son had loved. Next to him was his mistress, Clara Ford, standing silently.

Julia’s grip on her cane tightened. They dare to bully my granddaughter? She walked forward with purpose.

Natalie kept her gaze lowered, her posture that of someone bearing the weight of guilt. Even after being slapped, she didn’t retort, allowing her tears to fall like a silent confession.

The hospital staff in the VIP area watched in stunned silence. John, arriving just then, hadn’t expected the old woman to hit Natalie again.

"Ms. Natalie..." he started, concern in his voice.

Natalie lightly raised her hand, signaling him to stop. She knew she was at fault this time and felt she needed to accept it. Involving outsiders in her family matters was the last thing she wanted.

"You shameless bitch, last time I told you to stay away from Albert, but you are adamant on killing him," Sephina’s angry voice echoed in the corridor once more. "You and your mother, both are nothing but bad omen to my family..."

Before Natalie could respond, Julia reached there, her face twisted in fury. "How dare you raise your hand on her?"

Sephina whirled around, glaring at Julia, sizing up the slightly older woman. "And who are you to dare interfere?" she spat, then turned back to Natalie. "What kind of people are you surrounding yourself with, collecting more shameless and wicked individuals to defend you? First that useless husband of yours and now this old hag."

"You foul-mouthed, uncultured woman!" Julia growled, her voice cutting through the tension. "Don’t you dare raise your voice at my granddaughter, or I will make you regret it."

Before Sephina could spew more insults, Natalie, her voice fragile yet firm, intervened. "Grandma Julia, please... stay out of it."

clearly displeased. "Natalie, she’s hurting you

Natalie’s voice trembled as she spoke,

pay for it. You’ll regret even being born. I should’ve let you die with your mother—then none of this

spectacle. This time, no one can save this bitch, she thought. Briena should have been here to

never deserved Caryn. You should be grateful she

"I’m talking to my granddaughter, who has clearly lost her mind and needs a good

back, her voice full of anger. "Your son is worthless. You’re living this good life thanks to

the escalating conflict, turned to Julia, her voice hoarse and choked with emotion. "Grandma, please... I beg you, don’t meddle. I don’t want them to insult you. Please,

"You care more for this outsider than your own grandfather, who you almost killed today?" She spat, her words laced with cruelty. "Your mother was a shameless bitch, and you’re no different. Seeing you, I even doubt you’re my granddaughter. Your mother probably brought some bastard into our family. She was a whore, and so are you, with rich men

and punish me if you must, but don’t you dare say a single bad word about my mother. She was a great woman who gave everything to

no idea how many men she must have slept with to make the Ford Group as successful

fury. "Don’t insult my mother. She loved her husband, but he’s the one who betrayed

rage, but before he could react,

son a whore?" she shouted, raising her hand to

time, her

suit, her eyes flashing with anger. "Who are you, and how dare you touch me? Another one of the men this whore

her hand, politely but his gaze and words were anything but polite. "I am Ms Natalie’s bodyguard. I request you to refrain from hurting her

Faced him, "How

generous with you," John spoke coldly, "And whoever you are, I do

in approval. "Good

Sephina asked, "the one who spent two billion on this whore to dance with or that actor

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