The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 179

Selena gritted her teeth and locked her gaze fiercely onto Natalie. "I've already apologized. What now? Does the Walker family plan to keep us here by force?"

Charlotte opened her mouth, ready to retort, but Natalie raised a hand to stop her. "Mom, let me handle this."

Charlotte froze for a moment, then her eyes turned red. Her daughter had called her "Mom". She felt overwhelming joy, excitement, and a desire to laugh aloud in celebration.

But she held it in. This was not the time to lose control of her emotions.

"Alright, Nat. No matter what you want to do or plan to do, your father, brothers, and I will always support you. We'll always be your strongest support and greatest confidence."

Natalie nodded slightly. She had always relied on herself as her strongest pillar, but she saw no reason to correct Charlotte at this moment. She understood and trusted Charlotte's love for her.

Natalie stepped forward until she stood directly before Selena. "Selena, have you ever heard this saying?"

"What saying?"

"Wretches are always good at twisting the truth."

"Who are you calling a wretch?" Selena hissed, her glare filled with hatred. If looks could kill, Natalie would have been torn to shreds already.

"I'm calling you a wretch. Selena, You're nothing but a wretch." Natalie's lips curled slightly. And I don't call you that because of your past experiences. I call you that because you constantly blame your misfortunes on me.

"Do you think your words make any sense at all? In the Langley family, I was treated as nothing more than a blood bank. Diana beat and scolded me whenever she pleased, and Grace manipulated and controlled me.

"When your family lost their biological daughter, they didn't even try to look for her. Instead, they took out their anger on me. What did I do wrong?"

Natalie turned her icy gaze to Diana and raised her hand without hesitation. The loud smack reverberated in the hall.

"This slap is for all the times you hit me as a child."

Diana's head was turned to the side from the slap, and before she could react. Natalie swung her hand back and delivered another fierce slap.

"This slap is for starving me after taking my blood, leaving me to faint from hunger.

"This slap is for beating me and leaving scars all over my body after I wore a formal dress.

"This slap is for locking me in the basement when I was 12.

"These three slaps are for arranging for three men to assault me when I was 15.

"These three slaps are for forcing me to pay for Mrs. Langley's medical expenses alone.

"Mrs. Langley Senior may have saved me, but I now suspect that her car accident was orchestrated by your family. Diana, you'd better pray that Mrs. Langley's accident was truly an accident."

With each slap, Natalie listed another instance of Diana's abuse.

Diana's head snapped side to side under the blows, her face swelling like a balloon. As Natalie's accusations continued to pour out, Diana grew increasingly terrified. She knew all too well how cruel she had been to Natalie.

In that moment, she didn't even dare to say that she was her mother.

Meanwhile, the Walker family's faces turned red with fury as they listened to Natalie recount her suffering.

Natalie's relentless slaps had turned Diana's face into a swollen mess.

"Ms. Walker, it was wrong of me to mistreat you in the past. But you've already hit me and scolded me. Please spare my daughter!"

Diana prostrated, reaching out to grab the hem of Natalie's dress. Charlotte stormed over, grabbed Diana by the hair, and slapped her hard across the face several times.

When she was done, Charlotte ground her high heel into Diana's face. "You vile woman! Is this how you abused my daughter? The Langley family is nothing but a family of scoundrels!"

Furious beyond words, Charlotte turned to the crowd and commanded, "Anyone who joins in will be richly rewarded afterward."

The onlookers, quick-witted as ever, understood what she wanted them to do immediately. They rushed forward, raining punches and kicks on Diana and Selena.

"Don't kill them," Charlotte said coldly as she pulled Natalie aside.

"Hector," she called.

"Yes, Mom," Hector responded, bringing over a medical kit.

"Nat, let others handle things like this in the future. Don't hurt your hands," he said gently as he began applying medicine to Natalie's reddened palms.

Natalie had slapped Diana and Selena numerous times, each blow carrying significant force. Her palms were bright red and slightly swollen.

Mason, his eyes red, held Natalie's other hand and blew on it gently. "Does it hurt, Nat?"

The difference between love and indifference was glaringly clear.