novelraw Chapter 560: Yes, She Is Just That Shameless
Chapter 560: Yes, She Is Just That Shameless
"Then why are you driving me away?""The Young Madam is about to come out. You’re not allowed to meet her!"
"Oh."
Natalie Niles released her grip, watching the elevator doors slowly close, her gaze becoming indifferent.
Whenever she encountered Isabella Weaver, she never won once.
As far as she knew, even Cherry Lewis, who was once arrogantly unstoppable, lost miserably.
After leaving the elevator, Natalie didn’t leave.
She found a tall tree, climbed up effortlessly, and lay on a branch, looking at the ground.
Ten minutes later, she saw Harry Hunter walking out of the hotel lobby.
Though the distance blurred Harry’s features, one could still sense his remarkable aristocratic aura.
This outstanding man first attracted her with his extraordinary demeanor.
He held his young wife by the waist, almost carrying her in his arms as they walked. Even from afar, Natalie could feel his intense yet restrained affection.
Her gaze was hollow. She didn’t know whether she should kill Isabella Weaver.
What she couldn’t have, others shouldn’t have either, right?
She could use Connor and Grace Watt to leave Isabella unprotected, making it easy to kill her!
But a last thread of conscience desperately tried to pull her out of Hell.
She closed her eyes, her expression pained.
She recalled last night when Connor held her in his arms, gently stroking her hair, soothing her tenderly, afraid she’d be sad, afraid she’d be hurt.
But what did she have to be sad about? Did she even have a heart?
It was just a tactic to gain sympathy, to evoke his pity and kindness.
Yes, she was shameless like that.
Natalie gave herself a very sincere evaluation. Watching Isabella’s gradually disappearing figure, she jumped down from the tree, ready to readjust her assassination plan — at least not involving Connor, whom she spent thirty million to acquire.
Just as she landed, her phone received a message.
It was from Grace Watt.
"Natalie Niles, our Young Madam wants to have a talk with you. Do you have time tonight?"
Natalie’s lips curled into a cold, dark smile.
Ha!
Such a quick opportunity!
She wanted to kill, and someone came to offer her the knife!
Grace Watt is indeed not smart enough!
To be fair, how many people in front of her actually have enough brains?
She quickly replied to the message: "I have time. Where should we meet?"
"Let me ask the Young Madam."
Natalie found the words "Young Madam" particularly glaring. She deleted the message with a cold face and left Spring Villa Resort to prepare for tonight’s meeting.
She needed to plan the murder seamlessly, facing not Isabella but Harry Hunter’s scrutiny.
Therefore, it required extra care.
At noon, Connor sent a message.
"What are you doing?"
"Have you eaten?"
"Little Black was taken home by Johan, remember to feed him."
"I’ll send you some money. You can go shopping with your friend Ruth and buy new clothes."
Right after, there was a bank deposit alert.
Natalie opened it, and the amount turned out to be as high as a hundred thousand!
Is he stupid?
How could someone like her be worth that much money?
When he was dating Cora Ginger, didn’t he give a single cent?
She did have savings, but she pretended she had no money — just another mind game.
He fell for it so easily that she felt she couldn’t keep deceiving him.
It turns out she really did have a little bit of conscience.
Natalie abruptly halted everything she was doing, staring dazedly at the messages on her phone.