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!”

financially! We won’t let

over Natalie, calculating the potential monetary gain they

of genuine grief in their eyes, only ruthless 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 thinly veiled attempt to

more interested in my wallet than in

to keep her anger

money you want, I suggest you turn around. We have nothing

men balled his hands

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

wrong with

hulking man chimed

that’s a grave sin. If we call the cops, you could be behind bars for life. Consider

the murder on

will it take to soothe your wounded

lit up at the prospect of extortion, a

ringleader cleared his throat, eyes gleaming as he raised a

Natalie snorted in disbelief,

“One million?”

his shoulders, his chin jutting

was young, vibrant, with a full

was taken aback by their audacity. She couldn’t help a cold, bitter laugh, her heart somewhat

leeches, devoid of emotion. They showed no interest in the truth of Vivi’s demise; they simply saw it as a golden opportunity to fill their pockets. For them, the identity of the perpetrator didn’t matter as long as they were paid off. Vivi’s tragic end never factored

a tidal wave. These people had started slinging mud at Natalie the moment they saw her. They weren’t here to seek justice for Vivi, but to

features twisted into a scowl as he stepped in, placing himself

one more slanderous word, and you’ll me the

with

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