Rebirth Of Vengeance

Chapter 257

On the other end. Declan laughed arrogantly and said, "Natalie, you're as easy to trick as ever. Just come over and take care of Mr. Wright to switch with me. The address is at the stadium dittside the city. I'll send it to you." Natalie refused, "No need, I know the place. And you keep dreaming, Mr. Simpson. In dreams, anything can happen. After saying this, she hung up.

According to Natalie's memory, the so-called Mr. Wright was George Wright. She remembered he loved to gamble, and he had a piece of land.

Back then, the person behind Jennifer bought the land and developed it into a vacation resort. A surprise hot spring emerged, making it a viral spot, and it secured major investments, carning billions. This took Jennifer and that person's business to new heights.

Natalie remembered the land belonged to George, who loved racing. She had met him before, so she decided to check it out. If it was the George she remembered, she'd be willing to take a chance. Natalie turned and went to the garage, took out a sports car, and drove off.

As Easton got into his car, he noticed the gates of Natalie's mansion slowly opening, and Natalie drove out in a red sports car. He frowned, wondering where she was headed so late. Easton decided to follow her. Natalie drove for forty minutes before reaching the racetrack outside the city.

Jason and Declan both loved racing. Declan was more fond of motorbikes. Jason's racing skills were better than Declan's.

When she got there, Natalie parked the car outside and walked in. From a distance, she could see the glow of lights not far away. The area was stacked with all kinds of tires.

Declan was tied up, hanging among the tires. His face was bruised, and even his nose had a few bloody scratches. The Simpsons were quite the lookers, all inheriting the best traits from Wendy and Nick. However, Declan resembled Wendy more, with little resemblance to Nick.

A few race cars were parked on the track, and five or six guys dressed in edgy fashion were standing nearby.

Their hair was dyed blonde, giving them a rebellious vibe. Their baggy pants swayed in the cold wind, and the clinking of their large gold chains was sharp in the night.

Declan shouted, "Natalie, you finally made it. Why did you take so long? Don't you know it's really cold in the mountains now?" He was shivering from the cold, glaring at Natalie. Natalie just gave Declan a brief glance, then looked at George sitting on a bench not far away.

George had his leg crossed, hands casually on his knee, leaning back in the chair with an air of elegance. His posture was relaxed, yet his presence was strong, watching her leisurely. Natalie took a closer look at him and recognized him right away. He was indeed George, the well-known heir in the Shagrity real estate circle.

in his mouth. At the moment, the piece of land he held in the south of the city was the worst and least valuable. If Declan hadn't

In this life, she

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arrogant as the last.

the breathtaking Natalie and laughed. He said, Declan, I didn't expect you to have such a stunning sister hidden

as he keeps quiet, but once he speaks, he ruins his charming

like regal prince,

sister like Jennifer. Natalie doesn't really

yourself however you want; don't go too far. She's the least

something happens to her, we'll take care of it. It won't trouble you. Can you

numb

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He looked incredulously at Declan and said, "Declan, people say your Simpson family is cruel, treating adopted

grown man willing to destroy his sister to save himself. Someone like you isn't even worthy of being

looked pale. He stared at Natalie and said, "Natalie, you can't blame me for this. If

everything. You even tried to take her man. The situation you're in today is already a favor

burst into

you laughing at?" Declan asked, shivering in the cold yet still keeping a

the Simpson family long ago. I've signed the severance papers, cutting all ties with you. If you were dreaming, it's time to

here to see you. I'm here to meet Mr. Wright. Why would I save a jerk like you, who enjoys bullying

say it's a favor for me to save you? Who do you think you are, the president