The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 184 She Was The One Who Called Off the Engagement

Diana wanted to keep arguing with Victor, but after hearing Selena's words and glazing around, her gaze landed on Charlotte's scornful and disdainful expression. She immediately fell silent.

This was the same Charlotte who had slapped them back in Amberton. The way Natalie slapped them now was practically identical to Charlotte's.

At that moment, Diana felt the sting on her cheeks all over again.

Charlotte walked forward, making Diana instinctively shrink back in fear.

"Ha!" Charlotte let out a mocking laugh. This wretched woman-wasn't she so bold when she was draining Natalie's blood? So aggressive when she was bullying Natalie? But now, she cowered at the mere sight of her.

Charlotte stopped a few steps away from Diana, saying nothing, only looking down at the Langley family's trio with a cold, piercing gaze. Though she didn't utter a word, her expression seemed to say everything.

Diana no longer dared to cause a scene. Grabbing Selena's arm and holding on to Victor's hand, she scrambled to her feet. Without so much as a glance at the Walkers, the three of them slinked out of the hotel, defeated and humiliated.

"Honey." William approached Charlotte. "Natalie has finally seen the true colors of the Langley family. She won't feel any attachment to Grace anymore. Should we move on to the next step of our plan?"

"Of course," Charlotte said with a smile. "Natalie is too kind and soft-hearted. As her parents, it's up to us to seek justice for her! But there's no need to rush. After all, cornered dogs can be dangerous. We'll take our time and enjoy this."

William chuckled indulgently. "Alright, I'll do whatever you say."

Charlotte glanced at her phone. "Mason took Nat out shopping. Let's not bother her with minor things. We're retired parents now, aren't we? Since we have the time, we should keep ourselves active. It's better than sitting around and risking dementia, don't you think?"

"You're absolutely right, Honey," William said with a gentle smile.

If Natalie had grown up surrounded by love, she would be cheerful, lively, and full of warmth someone who wouldn't hesitate to wear bright, colorful clothes.

the day she was born, William had been devoted to Charlotte and his daughter. He loved his daughter, and he

Natalie in their household, had enjoyed 20

the affection that should have been their daughter's—while Natalie had been suffering abuse and having her blood drained by the Langley family-made William clench his teeth

birth. But he also wouldn't let the Langley family get

to her-they would take it

knowing smile before leaving

sat across from Tyler. From his pocket, Hector pulled out a surgical scalpel and a whetstone, placing them on the table. Slowly,

coldly, its reflection catching

his chair, his legs trembling uncontrollably. He couldn't shake the feeling that the man in

his heart in his hand. The vivid image made Tyler's body

He unscrewed the cap, poured some onto the whetstone,

"Sir, we don't have any grievances between us. Could you let

smile unchanging. "Mr. Miller, no need to be so nervous.

Natalie's fiancé. But after the Langley family found their real daughter, Selena, you ended the engagement with

to admit it at the time, but

in name only. She cared more about her friend, Olivia Thatcher, the model, than she ever

pain. "Back when it was the three of us, she'd always find excuses to bring Olivia

soon as she heard the Langley family's real daughter had been found, Natalie showed up at the Millers' house. She didn't hesitate—just came right out

Langleys yet,

paused, his voice trembling as his eyes reddened. "It was humiliating. And it made me furious. How could she just throw away everything between us like it meant nothing? We grew up together—we were childhood sweethearts. Yet,

get to do that?" Tyler's

you decided to bully Natalie with Selena, is that it?"

immediately shrank back under Hector's cold, emotionless gaze. Quietly, he

can leave," Hector said, putting away the scalpel. His tone was cheerful and apologetic. "It seems I misunderstood you, Mr. Miller. I'm

"What? You're letting