Clara took a breath and began to tell.
There was not too much.
It was nothing more than that night Natalia refuted her in front of everyone at Dawson family and them left.
She knew that for the sake of her mother's relics, Natalia would definitely be the birthday party of Jessica.
But she knew Natalia's character and knew that she would never be as obedient as she hoped.
So, she decided to knock Natalia into the ‘abyss’ for good!
They all knew clearly what kind of person Alfred was.
If Natalia fell into his hands, it would be almost impossible to escape!
At that point, even if she tried to say something, no one would believe her.
Jessica, while could rest easy and continue to be Mrs. Miller.
If Jessica's reputation was preserved, her position in the entertainment industry was preserved.
It meant that she could continue filming and making money, and Fongwash Entertainment which just signed her won't suffer any losses.
What a conspiracy!
What a shameful poisonous plan!
Although she had guessed the fact, but hearing her said it, Natalia still found it hard to believe.
How could there be such shameless people in this world!
It seemed to sense her anger,
the large hand that held her hand suddenly squeezed gently.
She looked up slightly into the man's sideface.
The silhouette, exquisite as if it had stepped out of a painting, glowed steely and was cold in the light.
A pair of inky pupils was calm and waveless, yet they carried an indescribable stabilizing power.
Her heart inexplicably settled, smoothing out the flash of anger and irritation in her mind.
Archie played with her soft fingers and said in a light voice.
"In that case, call the police!"
Clara's face turned pale.
"Mr. Archie! How can you call the police? I've already told the truth as you required."
Archie looked at her with a smirk.
"I only promised you not to burn the papers, did I promise not to call the police?"
Clara: ......
He said faintly.
"I'm a law-abiding citizen. When I come across someone trying to persecute my wife, of course I have to go to the police, what's wrong with that?"
Dawson family: ......
Alfred: ......
Natalia: ......
Brian: ......
‘President, a law-abiding citizen?
Are you serious?
Then who secretly ordered me to frame them?
And who made the hostile requirement?
And you threatened them with this.
Sheesh!
You are shameless to this extent for a woman, I think you have the potential to be a silly king in the future!’
Archie certainly didn't knowBrian's inner thought.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
He would sure spoil his woman.
The corners of Natalia's mouth couldn't help but curl up as he played with her fingers.
What's wrong with suddenly feeling moved when she obviously had long past the age where she could be easily touched?
How could that be?
As a grandmother, how could she plot against her granddaughter in such a deliberate manner?
How could a man be so bad?!!!
Frankly speaking, all the gentry families in the upper circles always had some nasty things.
But it was the first time to see one could do to this extent, and only for her own selfishness and benefit!
Was she her real granddaughter?
Was she a biological granddaughter?
The internet exploded, at the thought of the rumors that everyone in the Dawson family had been sent to the police, they couldn't help but curse.
Ugh!
Serve you right.
Natalia didn't know there was such a ruckus outside.
Although everyone from the Dawson family was sent to the police station, Shawn was an outsider and did not directly involved in their plans after all, so he got away with it.
At this moment, he stood in front of Natalia, looking at her with a complicated face.
Natalia looked at the black Rolls Royce parked not far away, with the windows half open. From her angle she could happen to see the man's cold and resolute side face, which looked more and colder.
It was now five in the morning. Fine rain fell from the sky, and the slightest cold breeze burrowed into her neck through the rain, making it a little chilly.
Natalia clasped her arms up and gave him an impatient look.
"Mr. Shawn, if you're here to plead for mercy, then you can shut up! You don't have that honor with me!"
Shawn frowned and said in a deep voice.
"I didn't come here to plead for mercy."
"So what do you want?"
Looking at the undisguised dislike plus impatience on her face, Shawn's already deeply frowned brow furrowed even tighter.
“Sorry.”
He suddenly said, with a touch of guilt on his face, "They did wrong, I'm sorry. I apologize on their behalf."
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