Chapter 358

Jennifer was surprised by Wendy’s sudden appearance.

She thought, ‘How can Wendy be here? Did she overhear our conversation?’

Today, Octavian had stood her up, making Jennifer feel irritable. Her voice turned cold and impatient. “You must have misheard.”

Wendy stared at her, confused. “Jennifer, I heard you call her Mom. I am your Mom, the one who raised you. You should know better. How can you call her Mom? That awful woman is your Dad’s mistress! Do you care nothing for me? I cherished you above all, even neglecting your four brothers for you. How can you dishonor me by calling her Mom?” Wendy’s voice grew louder.

Jennifer felt taken aback; she knew Wendy was bitter, but she could do nothing. Jennifer wondered why Wendy got everything while Camellia received nothing.

Camellia, angry at Wendy for calling her “that awful woman,” replied sharply, “Wendy, Jennifer is my biological daughter! If you want to blame someone, blame Nick. He is the one who abandoned his own child, leaving you to raise Jennifer. You’ve lost everything now, and this place is no longer suitable for someone like you. I am the legitimate Mrs. Simpson now.”

Camellia had waited over twenty years for this day. Finally, she could stand tall before Wendy.

Feigning hurt, Wendy stepped back, her composure breaking. “What… what did you say? Jennifer is your biological daughter?”

Wendy had known the truth for a while, but tears streamed down her face just then.

Feeling bold, Camellia continued, “Yes, the one who deceived you is Nick. I had nothing to do with it. Nick’s parents know about my existence. He and I have known each other for long; you are just the intruder here.”

“What?” Wendy had never encountered someone so shameless.

“Mom,” Jennifer softly warned Camellia to stop.

But Camellia could no longer hold back her anger. “Jennifer, we’ve reached this point; there’s no need to hide the truth from her. Wendy has lost everything; she and her four useless sons pose no threat.”

“Mom, please be quiet; there are too many people here…”

“I refuse to stay silent anymore! It isn’t my fault; why should I carry the blame? Wendy is the true homewrecker in my relationship with your Dad. You are just three days older than Natalie; even in court, the case clearly favors me.”

Wendy was shocked; she wanted to expose the truth about Jennifer and Camellia, knowing that their presence at this party would make it public, with reporters lurking. Jennifer wanted her film premiere, while Wendy would ensure her failure.

Wendy’s shock deepened. “So, Nick has been lying to me from the start?”

Camellia said, “No, Wendy, he didn’t lie to you; it was you who shamelessly went after him.”

Wendy scoffed. “He is indeed a deceiver!”

“No! He didn’t deceive you! I’ve said it before–you are the intruder! My daughter is three days older than yours. You wasted my youth and made me suffer.”

Camellia felt joy seeing Wendy’s tear-streaked face. This was the moment she had longed for: Wendy, crying and in despair.

With a dismissive click of her tongue, Wendy said, “You certainly know how to exaggerate.”

The crowd continued to grow, and Jennifer felt embarrassed, wishing for a wall to hide behind.

As Nick arrived from parking the car, he nearly rushed over to throw Camellia out. However, he realized that his presence would only make things worse; Wendy was skilled at pushing weaknesses. Wendy was powerful in the business world and was also a master manipulator.

Easton and Natalie, having overheard the rising tension, moved closer to the scene. Easton told Xavier to dig into Natalie’s past, only to find shocking truths from Camellia. Natalie had been intentionally kidnapped and abandoned by Nick, leaving others thinking she didn’t deserve better.

Easton glanced sharply at Natalie, who stood quietly, seemingly unaffected by the chaos. His heart ached for her.

Camellia had revealed everything that happened in the past–she didn’t care what others thought of her. Gossip could not hurt her. To Camellia, wealth was everything; with enough money, one could have it all. Dignity didn’t matter to her. If she had valued dignity, she wouldn’t have endured so many hard years.

Everyone has their own way of living, and Camellia’s goal was simple: enjoy her wealth and comfort in her later years.

In a low voice, she said to Wendy, “Do you have any evidence against me? You might think you’re impressive, but I don’t think highly of you.”

A strange smile appeared on Wendy’s face as she turned sharply to Nick in the crowd. “Nick, what are you hiding? When you were pursuing me, you never mentioned your wife! I knew you were broke back then, but I never imagined your deceit. You brought the daughter you had with Camellia into my life while abandoning my own daughter. Nick, Natalie is also your daughter! How can you betray me so horrifically?”

Wendy had been legally married to Nick for over twenty years, and most people around them knew that. In the shadows, Camellia was the quiet rat.

Nick, wanting the ground to swallow him up, realized he was being called out. Regardless, the blame fell on him. Camellia placed every fault at his feet. Nick scoffed, finally recognizing he and Camellia were alike. “Wendy, this is my fault. I should never have gotten involved with her. I was unaware at the time that she would get pregnant.”

Jennifer thought to herself, ‘What a fool he is.’

Camellia stared in disbelief at Nick’s false innocence, thinking he was truly disappointing.

Today, Wendy would demand justice for Natalie. Anger surged through her as she shouted, “Nick, why did you abandon my daughter? What right do you have to cast aside Natalie?”