Natalie was ecstatic. She stood up and carefully checked Mrs. Wilson's condition again.
Confirming that there were no major issues, she stood by the bed and said cheerfully, "Ma'am, I'll be back tomorrow to talk to you some more. You have to wake up soon. They tried to frame me for your death. When you're awake, I'll help you take them down."
Mrs. Wilson’s fingers twitched again.
Natalie saw it and left with a happy smile.
She went back to Herbert's office.
Seeing her return with a smile, Herbert put down his work, his own smile gentle. "Natty, from the look on your face, I take it there's good news about Mrs. Wilson?"
Natalie nodded excitedly. "Herbert, I was talking to her, and she started crying! Her will to live is strong. She'll wake up soon, and then I'm going to make those people eat their words."
But then she thought of Mrs. Wilson's daughter, and her mood soured.
Sophia had completely wormed her way into the girl's life.
Evelyn Carrington only had eyes for Sophia.
Sophia was clearly ruining Evelyn, but the girl saw it as affection.
Natalie worried that Mrs. Wilson would be heartbroken to learn her daughter only cared about Sophia.
Her own mother only had eyes for her adopted daughter. The pain of that would be unbearable.
Seeing her spirits drop, Herbert walked over and handed her a glass of warm milk.
His young friend didn't care for much else, but she always enjoyed a glass of warm milk.
Natalie took it and sipped it happily. "Herbert, this is so comforting. I should get going now. I don't want to bother you."

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