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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!"

her actions. The housekeepers have been taking the blame for her,

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

softened and turned to Natasha. "More than anything, I don't want you to grow up to be a liar, Natasha. As long as you admit your mistakes, you'll always be

hands fell from her face. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she

Selena tried to

Garrett's voice

to look at Mikayla, her once lively eyes now

met briefly before Mikayla turned

was me. I did it all. I instructed Libby to do those things." Natasha wiped her tears, the previous

"Natasha!" Selena shouted.

Garrett's tone was

a moment later, she relaxed and softly said, "Mikayla, I'm

you'll learn and

Whether Natasha's apology was

not,

family who would educate her properly, unlike Huxley, who was blindly supported by his family despite

wrongdoings.

wouldn't treat her like before, she just wanted to have a

squatting on the ground,

said to Carlos, praising Mikayla. "Thank you for your intentions, Mikayla. Carlos is fortunate to

once more down Natasha's pale face, a mixture of resentment and regret. She hated herself for causing such turmoil, only

approached Mikayla with

into the air, a slight arch to his eyebrow, as if silently asking, 'Mrs. Ludwig, have you had

reached out her delicate, fair hand. "Yes,

called

often for a while, which should

to the floor. Having her thoughts so plainly read and stated out loud was undeniably uncomfortable. With that, Mikayla and Carlos walked out hand in hand, their perfectly matched silhouettes fading

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