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This was Natasha's skill. Deftly leveraging her perceived weaknesses to garner sympathy at crucial moments.

"Natasha, stop pretending. I consulted with a cardiologist, and they confirmed that after taking your medication, you couldn't possibly relapse this quickly. Stop playing everyone for fools," Mikayla declared, indifferent to how others might perceive her. This time, she wouldn't let Natasha off easily.

Natasha's manipulation of her illness and disability to win sympathy masked an extremely malevolent mind. If this wasn't addressed soon, she'd exploit these vulnerabilities to the point where no one in the family would dare to oppose her. Eventually, it would lead to chaos, much like what happened with Huxley.

If anyone in the Ludwig family was pretending ignorance, Mikayla had no qualms about shattering their illusions.

"Mikayla, it wasn't me. I'm not pretending!" Natasha sobbed, her face streaked with tears.

"Mikayla, stop it! It doesn't matter who did it. I just want Natasha to be okay," Selena said sternly, a rare occurrence.

Selena's heart ached upon seeing Natasha in such distress.

Slap!

The sound of a slap echoed through the living room.

Garrett strode over and struck Natasha across her pale face, leaving five distinct fingerprints. The force was unmistakable.

"Dad!" Natasha looked up, her face a mask of shock and disbelief. Garrett was gentle and had never laid a hand on her, as he could not bear to hurt her.

Even Mikayla was taken aback by Garrett's reaction.

"Garrett! Why on earth did you hit Natasha?" Selena raised her voice, bewildered and reproachful.

"She's been spoiled rotten by you," Garrett chastised Selena, then turned to the wheelchair-bound Natasha, who was clutching her face. "Did you do it?"

Although phrased as a question, his tone left no doubt; he already knew the answer.

Garrett didn't want to believe his beloved daughter, Natasha, could do such a thing, but Mikayla had presented undeniable evidence. There was no way he couldn't see that.

"Garrett, do you not even trust your own daughter?" Selena stood up, locking eyes with Garrett. "She's your flesh and blood!"

today, I wouldn't have realized the severity of her actions. The housekeepers have been taking the blame for her, while she hides behind her illness, never once stepping

is our daughter. She couldn't possibly do such a thing. She's always been so

Garrett's tone softened and turned to Natasha. "More than anything, I don't want you to grow

Tears streamed down

Selena tried

Garrett's voice sounded

at Mikayla, her once lively

gazes met briefly before Mikayla turned

was me. I did it all. I instructed Libby to do those things." Natasha wiped

"Natasha!" Selena shouted.

Mikayla." Garrett's tone

her fists, but a moment later, she

I hope you'll learn and grow from this experience," Mikayla responded

Whether Natasha's apology was

not,

herself. At least there was someone in the Ludwig family who would educate her properly, unlike

wrongdoings.

before, she just wanted to

who was squatting on the ground, wiping

spouse for you," Garrett said to Carlos, praising Mikayla. "Thank you for your

of resentment and regret. She hated herself for causing such turmoil, only for

approached Mikayla with his long, elegant

extended his well-defined hand into the air, a slight arch to his eyebrow, as if silently asking, 'Mrs. Ludwig, have you had enough fun? If

smile spread across Mikayla's face as she reached out her delicate,

called

which should be better for

out loud was undeniably uncomfortable.

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