NovelEnglishChapter 614 Nathalie meandered through the maze of streets and over a few pedestrian bridges, taking her sweet ton an hour-long walk before she finally made it home. Little did she know, the chauffeur in a sleek luxury car trailing at a snail's pace behind her was nearly pulling his hair out from frustration.
"Sir, we finally got her home," the assistant driver said, exhaling in relief with a tone that was almost giddy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe man nodded, though unlike the driver, he seemed to carry a touch of melancholy. "Yeah. Let's head back." When Nathalie stepped into her home, she found Miranda, her stepmom, already waiting in her room. Seeing Miranda, Nathalie asked, weary and worn out, "What's up?" Miranda greeted her with a hopeful smile, "Nathalie, I need a favor. You know your sister's been in that psychiatric hospital forever, and she hasn't improved at all. I was thinking maybe you could bring her home. Let's just stop the treatment." As Nathalie started changing, she asked nonchalantly, "Stop the treatment? And what if she flips out once she's out?" Miranda hesitated for a moment before saying, "Nathalie, you know her health is fragile, and her husband is too wrapped up in his business to care for her. Your estate's huge; just carve out a small spot for Greta and hire someone to look after her." Nathalie stopped in her tracks, turning to Miranda with a raised eyebrow, "Do you think I'm skind of pushover?" Miranda let out an awkward laugh, "Nathalie, I know you have a big heart. You wouldn't want her out there all alone. Nathalie, I'm really asking for your help here..." The words were pleading, but her demeanor lacked urgency.
Nathalie sighed, "I take care of you because you're my legal guardian, and it's my duty. But after everything you've putthrough, honestly, you make my skin crawl. I'd rather not see you, let alone support you wholeheartedly." "And now, you've got the nerve to askto take care of your daughter? Have you forgotten she has my kidney? Aren't you worried I might just decide to ask for it back?" Miranda trembled slightly, tears welling up in her eyes, "Nathalie, Vt you we've got no one else but you, y turngour back on us, what are we going to do?" "Try Cameron," Nathalie said, grabbing her robe and heading to the bathroom.
Miranda sighed, her heart heavy, and slowly left Nathalie's room.
After her bath, Nathalie found the night felt especially empty without Nathan. She sat on her bed, aimlessly checking her phone. No messages, no calls.
A worry for Nathan started creeping in.
She decided to call him, but the phone just rang and rang without an answer.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNathalie couldn't shake the unease, inexplicably worried about Nathan.
With these anxious thoughts swirling, she eventually drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, the sound of her phone ringing jolted her awake.
She grabbed it and heard Nathan's voice on the other end, "Hey sis, crashed early last night and missed your call. Sorry for making you worry." Nathalie breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as you're okay, that's all that matters."
Nathan, always attentive to Nathalie's concerns, asked, "By the way did you find anything useful from Detective E Luke?"
"Oh, it was super helpful," Nathalie said, recounting her visit to Detective the Luke, meeting the man in a wheelchair who helped her get scrucial info, sharing every detail with Nathan. en
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