Chapter 27

Tension filled the air as Emma’s stern gaze landed on Natalie, who stood her ground, demanding a tenfold revenge.

Nick’s frustration was palpable. He thought Natalie was being really dumb by making things worse with the Spencers instead of trying to get along with them.

Emma’s voice trembled slightly as she spoke, “Natalie, you saved me, but this demand is too extreme.”

Natalie’s response was a cold smirk. “Extreme? Mrs. Spencer, I saved your family by rescuing you. It’s fair for your grandson to make amends. I’ve suffered cyberbullying, mockery, threats, and even a slap from him.”

Her finger pointed accusingly at Easton and Jennifer, “These two framed and insulted me. Wasn’t it all because Jennifer took my place as the savior?”

Easton tried to smooth things over, speaking soothingly, “Natalie, breaking Mr. Spencer’s hands is too harsh. We messed up, and we’re sorry—”

But Natalie was unyielding, cutting him off sharply, “Easton, you don’t get to apologize. You’ve been the puppet master, pulling strings to get a deal with the Spencers.”

Easton’s eyes narrowed as he asked, “What are you implying?”

Natalie turned to Emma, her voice firm, “What I’m implying is something the Spencers need to figure out. It’s not my problem.”

Easton’s voice was icy. “Natalie, you don’t trust me?”

Natalie scoffed, “You never trusted me. Why should I trust you?”

Easton was left without words, overwhelmed by guilt. Ever since Jennifer came back, there had been non-stop conflict, and he had never trusted Natalie, who had supported him through his toughest times.

With a proud lift of her chin, Natalie addressed Emma, “Mrs. Spencer, if you don’t mind...?” Emma stayed silent, and Natalie took that as agreement.

Murray stood there, dumbfounded. Suddenly, a sharp slap rang out, and Murray’s face stung. Before he could react, another slap landed, followed by eight more in rapid succession.

As Murray reeled from the slaps, a searing pain shot through his wrist. His scream shattered the quiet, startling everyone in the room.

Emma watched in disbelief as Natalie moved with breakneck speed, her actions too quick to stop.

Another scream tore through the air as Murray’s palms were brutally broken by Natalie’s hands.

The crowd stared in horror as Murray writhed on the ground, his eyes filled with hatred for Natalie. The pain was unbearable, a sensation he had never experienced in his life of privilege.

The room fell silent, the only sound the click of Natalie’s high heels as she approached Murray. “Murray, I know you’re rich and full of yourself. Your words have hurt me deeply. You have no clue what you’ve put me through."

“Money might make you feel powerful, but it doesn’t mean you can treat others badly or belittle their lives,” Natalie said firmly.

In her previous life, Natalie had endured much due to Murray, who was manipulated by Jennifer into persistently harassing her. But she was determined not to be a victim this time. With her speech concluded, Natalie crouched down and lifted Murray’s injured hands.

Emma couldn’t bear to watch any longer. She quickly intervened, her voice trembling as she said, “Natalie, you’ve had your revenge. What more do you want to do?”