The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 810

Chapter 810

Suzanne had been seated in a slightly hidden corner, obscured by a few men, which is why Natalie hadn’t noticed her earlier.

Upon realizing that Suzanne was also present, Natalie expressed surprise and asked,

“So, Miss Duncan, you’re here to…”

Suzanne sighed deeply and responded,

“I tried to convince them to leave, but they refused to listen. I was concerned that they might cause a scene and possibly harm you, so I followed them here to see if I could be of any assistance. I hope you don’t mind.”

For the time being, Vivi’s situation didn’t seem to have any direct connection with Suzanne, and all her actions appeared to be purely out of kindness. Without any evidence to suggest otherwise, Natalie had no reason to cast blame.

She smiled warmly and said,

“I don’t mind at all. Miss Duncan, you are incredibly kind. You’ve tried to assist me every time a problem has arisen. I can’t thank you enough.”

As the two women conversed, several unfriendly glares were cast Natalie’s way.

Upon confirming that Natalie was the so-called

“culprit”

of Vivi’s car crash, the burly men surrounding the elderly individuals grew visibly agitated.

“You’re Natalie, aren’t you? The one who killed my sister? What did she do to deserve that?”

“You won’t escape our grasp, you monster!”

go to jail or compensate us financially!

fired off accusations, their greedy, predatory gazes roving over Natalie, calculating the potential

greed and cold calculation, akin to a pack of wild beasts hungrily sizing up their next meal. Their brazen stares and vulgar words ignited a

were seeking justice for Vivi; instead, it seemed like a thinly veiled attempt to exploit

to me you’re more interested in my

retorted, struggling to keep her

you turn

hands into fists,

some recompense? Money can’t fix what you’ve done. It’s only just that you pay with your own

wrong with demanding

man chimed

penny- pinching? You’ve taken a life- that’s a grave sin. If we call the cops, you could be behind bars for life. Consider yourself lucky we’re only seeking money and

few venomous words, they’d pinned the murder on Natalie. She nearly

how much will it take to soothe your

up at the prospect of extortion, a spark of sadistic pleasure

eyes gleaming as he raised a

Natalie snorted in disbelief,

“One million?”

his shoulders, his chin

young, vibrant, with a full life ahead. Fair compensation would

taken aback by their audacity. She couldn’t help a

as a golden opportunity to fill their pockets. For them, the identity of the perpetrator didn’t matter as long as they were paid

people had started slinging mud at Natalie the moment they

as he stepped in, placing himself between

slanderous word, and you’ll me

laced with menace,

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