Rebirth Of Vengeance

Chapter 139

"Jasmine, how exactly am I shameless? Go ahead, tell me

A cool, clear voice came from behind, stunning everyone.

Easton whipped around to see Natalie standing beside Murray, holding a piece of cake and eating it with relish. A bit of white frosting smudged the corner of her mouth, and Murray leaned in gently to wipe it away. Easton exhaled in relief, though irritation bubbled beneath the surface-he had doubted Natalie again. The sight of Murray's affectionate gesture only darkened his expression further.

Jennifer gasped in shock. "Natalie, you... How?"

Natalie tilted her head, feigning innocence. "Jennifer, what's with that look? Talking behind my back again?" She gave a pitiful glance, the picture of vulnerability.

Jennifer stammered, "I-I wasn't..."

Jasmine, overwhelmed with frustration, demanded, "Natalie, why are you here?"

Natalie looked puzzled. "Where else would I be? A gust of wind knocked over the flowers outside, so the butler and I were just putting them back. I walked in, and the next thing I know, you're calling my name."

The butler confirmed with a chuckle, "Indeed. There was quite a breeze earlier, blowing flower arrangements and gift cards all over the entrance. Luckily, Ms. Shawn helped us pick them up." Jennifer and Jasmine stood frozen in disbelief. They thought, "Then... who was inside that room?

Colin, his fury simmering, led the group forward. He yanked the curtain open-and what they saw stunned everyone into silence. Jennifer's eyes nearly popped out of her head, her entire body trembling uncontrollably. Wendy stared at the scandalous scene, recognizing the couple on the bed. It's Nick and his mistress.

Jennifer stumbled backward in shock.

clear to him-Jennifer had used him. After decades of navigating ruthless business rivalries, such petty tricks were easy for him to detect.

coldly. This is the perfect chance to deal with that mistress. Ever since their last encounter, Wendy had been waiting for an opportunity-and now it had fallen right into her hands. Clutching her designer bag, she marched

shouted, her voice

in his system hadn't been strong to begin with, and Wendy's attack shocked him fully awake. He stared at the scene before him, horrified. Looking down

Wendy raised her hand. Slap! Her palm connected with his cheek in a resounding strike. Slap!

the blows, Nick stuttered, "Wendy, I swear, I don't

with cold rage. "Humiliate me at Mr.

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you shamelessly take advantage of this to engage in this sordid affair with another woman. Do you have any respect left for Mr. Wayne at all?" Wendy fought back tears, her expression a mix of anger and betrayal. Nick had never seen Wendy this

'Cheap woman, it's your turn now.' She tossed

up! We... we... le stammered, unable to finish his sentence-after all, he had walked in here of his

her voice cold. "Nick, we've been married for so many years, and you still managed to humiliate me like this? Well done!" She bit her lip, her eyes filled with fiery rage, but her expression was one of wounded innocence and helplessness. Seeing Wendy like this left Nick dumbfounded. He had

him, Wendy turned toward the mistress cowering under the blanket. She thought, 'Your turn, you wretch. She grabbed a fistful of the woman's hair, and slapped

It hurts! Stop!" the mistress shrieked,

was stunned into

"Quite a show, huh? Watching Jennifer act like a clown was oddly satisfying. The Simpson family's schemes are so blatant, yet they still blame everything on you. Some people are just hopeless." Natalie, licking the last of the frosting off her spoon, muttered, I could really go for a

you always obsessed with

eyebrow at him.

food really does make everything better when you're watching a trainwreck