Chapter 286

Layla’s eyes widened in anger at the mere suggestion. “Maxwell, are you out of your mind? You want me to apologize to her? Who does Natalie think she is? Does she have the right for me to apologize to her?”

She would rather die than apologize to Natalie. It had always been others fawning over her, and she had never apologized to anyone before.

She thought, ‘I have money and power, I am the high and mighty Mrs. Spencer. Why should I apologize to a nobody?’

‘Shouldn’t Natalie be the one to come to me to resolve the matter? Why should I be the one to beg her?’

Maxwell looked at her arrogant and self-important demeanor and sneered, coldly saying, “You can refuse, as long as you are willing to let your son go to jail. When asking for favors, one must have the right attitude. Look at what you’ve done.

“Money, status, and power are indeed impressive when combined, but it depends on who wields them.

“Natalie is alone, but she can risk her life. Can you do the same?”

Layla was taken aback. She knew Natalie was alone and easy to bully, which is why she had warned her, but that woman didn’t play by her rules.

“Honey, how can you let me apologize? You should go instead. You know I’ve never apologized to anyone before.

“I can’t control my temper; what if I lose it and drive Natalie away?

“I can’t stand her lowly status, yet she acts so arrogantly in front of me.” Layla was adamant about not apologizing to Natalie.

Maxwell couldn’t help but sneer at her haughty demeanor, which he found repulsive. “Layla, how dare you say such things? You’ve been living off the legacy the Simpson family has built for generations.

“Natalie is a design director, and her work has sold exceptionally well this quarter. After partnering with the Chambers family, her company’s sales increased by 30% this month. That’s an impressive achievement. How can you consider her status as lowly?

“What do you know besides enjoying yourself? It’s your underestimating attitude that got our son sent to prison. If our son doesn’t get out of there, I’ll divorce you and see if the Simpson family will take you back.”

Maxwell was a master at making threats.

Layla was taken aback, her eyes filled with pain. She thought, “This man, all he does is use me. Maxwell, for our son this time, I’ll go and plead with Natalie.”

At the police station, Natalie met the arrogant Davian.

He was sure his parents would go to any lengths to save him, and seeing Natalie now, he thought she was here to write a letter of forgiveness.

“Natalie, you’re just in time. If you’d come any later, I still won’t let you off when I get out,” he said arrogantly, which displeased the police.

“Sit properly, you’re still threatening people in the police station?” The police officer frowned, but considering the other party’s identity, his tone wasn’t too harsh.

Davian glanced at him coldly without speaking, then looked at Natalie with a gloomy expression.

“Write the letter of forgiveness. You’re fine, so ask for less compensation.

“I know you’re poor, but as long as you ask for less, I’ll cover the medical expenses so you won’t have an excuse to slander the Spencer family later,” Davian said with a wicked smile, looking at Natalie.

He seemed certain that Natalie was here to write a letter of forgiveness. He was wearing a black coat, which was open at the moment, and his legs were slightly shaking, showing a bit of nonchalance.

With his carefree posture, he looked at Natalie’s stunning face.

This woman, if she didn’t oppose him, would pique his interest. Her face was pure and clean, outshining all the actresses in the entertainment industry.

Natalie looked at him, still arrogant, and gave him a faint glance before turning to the police officer and saying, “Hello, I’m here to submit new evidence. Davian was searching for ways to quietly kill me half a month ago.

“He did a lot of research and finally chose brake failure. If I died, it would just be an accident. He could escape legal sanctions with just compensation, and this is all evidence.”

Davian was shocked and his long legs suddenly stopped shaking. “Natalie, what nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever plan to kill you on purpose? And where did you get this evidence…”

Natalie coldly interrupted him, “Davian, why are you so excited? Congratulations, you’ve become a good pawn in someone else’s hands. You’re going to jail, while the other party is safe and sound.”

Davian clenched his fists, staring at her intently.

He thought, ‘How dare she submit new evidence? What does she mean by what she’s saying? Jennifer said that Natalie is all alone and a real nobody, not even graduating from high school.’

Jennifer, on the other hand, is beautiful, a lady from a distinguished family, talented, gentle, and virtuous.

So, Natalie’s claiming to submit new evidence really startled him.

He looked at Natalie in confusion.

She handed all the evidence to the police. Then, looking at the police with a slightly heavy gaze, she said, “Officer, I’ve been live streaming the whole process. I want a fair and just outcome.”

The police officer was also stunned for a moment.

Davian said, “Natalie, you want me to go to jail, you’re dreaming. I just want to kill you. You better hope I get out soon. If I do, I’ll make your death much worse.”

Natalie stood up and slapped him hard.

She sneered but remained silent. Ignoring this madman would drive him crazy.

He seemed to have a short temper, unable to control his anger. He was more stubborn than Murray, and if he wanted to help someone, he would be almost pathologically persistent in assisting that person.

Jennifer, not receiving help from Murray, settled for Davian.

Jennifer also understood Davian’s character; he was a good blade, a sharp blade against Natalie.

The only difference was that Davian didn’t have Murray’s intellect. If Murray were to do such a thing, he wouldn’t leave any traces.

Jennifer’s excellent edge overshadowed her malicious actions, and even if someone caught a glimpse, they wouldn’t think much of it.

Natalie said, “Davian, you’re so arrogant even here. The people who died at your hands must have suffered a lot.”

Davian was taken aback, stunned that Natalie dared to hit him. “You hit me.” Davian was shocked; even his voice was a bit abnormal.

Natalie sneered, “I hit you on purpose. Someone who wants to kill me—should I serve you coffee and treat you politely?”

Everyone watching the live stream was stunned.

[Does anyone else think our Ms. Shawn is quite adorable?]

[For real, she’s gorgeous. And honestly, Davian is such a toxic player. He’s from our school. He’s slept with countless girls, and many have committed suicide over him. Money sure is powerful.]

[Dude above, money doesn’t give you the right to be this cruel. Now he’s finally getting what he deserves. Monsters like him should stay locked up and never hurt anyone again.]

Natalie deliberately showed Davian the live stream comments.

Davian’s eyes turned blood-red with rage. He screamed, “Natalie, I’m gonna kill you!”