Chapter 165 Have You Ever Done Anything To Harm Me


As she spoke, Grace walked toward Natalie.

Under the bright crystal chandeliers, Natalie stood there in her black jacket and cargo pants, her hair tied back. Her face looked indifferent, and there was not the slightest hint of a smile or joy in her eyes.

Grace's expression fell. Her eyes reddened, and tears began to fall. "Nattie, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Grandma." Natalie stepped forward, fixing her unwavering gaze on Grace. "I have something to ask you. You must answer me truthfully."

"Nattie, you look so serious. I'm scared." A hint of surprise flickered in Grace's eyes for a second. She lowered her head, wiping away her tears. She avoided meeting Natalie's gaze. "Nattie, did I do something wrong? Why do you look so serious?"

Instead of answering Grace's questions, Natalie spoke in a cold, steady voice. "Grandma, have you ever done anything to harm me? Have you ever lied to me? Please answer me honestly."

Natalie's tone was calm and chilling, her usually pretty, soulful eyes now sharp and probing.

On the way back, she had been thinking about how she should face Grace. While she appreciated her kindness and felt grateful, she wasn't naive.

If Grace had really been deceiving her and taking advantage of her all this time, it would be better to make a decision sooner rather than later.

Marcus had told her she didn't owe anyone anything. That included Victor, Diana, and also Grace.

Natalie. "Nattie, why would you ask me such a thing? Did somebody say something to you? I raised you myself. I loved you the

you too much," Natalie said,

Could you all come to Holden Residence? I need to discuss something with

dad, your brothers, and I

her barely contained joy, Natalie's lips curled into a warm smile. Perhaps

Charlotte arrived with William and Natalie's brothers. This time, there was a new face among them—a man Natalie had never met but recognized well. It was Lincoln,

had fair skin, a buzzcut, and wore a simple T-shirt and ripped jeans. His features were striking and refined, like

back and handed them to Natalie. Though he looked cool and aloof, his eyes

Lincoln Walker,

Usually, a buzzcut might make someone look tough or roguish, but not in Lincoln's case.

gift. It was placed in the center of the lily bouquet. It was a small, exquisite

accept this. It's our

William had repeatedly reminded Lincoln that Natalie preferred to keep her identity as their real daughter private.

a gift for

and giving his buzzed hair a quick pat. "I just finished filming, so my hair hasn't grown back yet. Once it does, I'll look even

noting

they silently handled for her. Maybe

small box into her pocket. Then, she turned and fixed her gaze on Grace again. "Mrs. Langley Senior, your

have made some improper decisions before because you weren't in your right

in her eyes. She had given Grace a chance, but she continued to

real granddaughter are here too. But since we're at Mr. Holden's house, we won't discuss it here. Let's

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