Chapter 60

Easton’s eyes flickered with a trace of killing intent as he wondered if he’d once again misjudged Natalie. He quickly turned to look at her; her face was calm, her beautiful eyes revealing no emotion. Easton’s mind was in turmoil, afraid he had wronged Natalie again. Meanwhile, Murray instantly understood–Jennifer was trying to frame Natalie again.

“Well, Jennifer, knowing I was coming after you, you brought in two people to act for you, hoping I’d catch them and set Natalie up. How can you be this evil?” Murray narrowed his eyes at Jennifer.

Jennifer was petrified, cursing those two useless idiots under her breath. She cried as she tried to explain, “Mr. Spencer, it’s not like that! Listen to me, they were the ones who pointed at Natalie. I had nothing to do with it.”

Valerie sneered. “Pointed? When you bought them off, you should’ve shown them Natalie’s photo. That way, they wouldn’t have mistaken me for her, and you wouldn’t have left any traces.”

Jennifer frowned, looking at Valerie, unsure who she was, but noting she was as beautiful as Wendy. Jennifer had plotted against Natalie out of jealousy for her beauty, hoping to destroy her.

“Who are you? This is my house. Do you think you have a right to speak here?” Jennifer sneered.

Valerie sneered, her striking beauty radiating confidence. She laughed, her eyes gleaming as she looked at Jennifer. “I’m the one they call Natalie–the one behind these ‘accidents.’ Are you saying I have no right to speak?”

Jennifer glared at her fiercely.

After speaking, Valerie discreetly cast a truth spell on one of the two men, and no one noticed.

Just then, Murray swaggered over, kicking one of the men down. “Talk. Who told you to target my bodyguard? Speak up, or I’ll break your legs.”

The man trembled, then pointed at Jennifer. “It was… it was her, Jennifer. She paid us 300 thousand dollars. She told us to claim Natalie ordered it if you came after us. We just did it for the money, please, let me go!”

The man, unable to control himself, confessed everything.

Jennifer was stunned, staring at him blankly. She didn’t expect the man to be so bold.

Just then, Natalie, who had been silent, walked forward and played a video, linking it to the Simpson family’s digital TV. Instantly, the screen showed three figures: Jennifer and the two men standing in front of them.

“Here’s 300 thousand dollars for you two, and here’s what you’re going to do–Murray has been investigating the matter with his bodyguard. If he finds you, tell him that Natalie planned everything,” Jennifer said in the video.

“That way, we’ll clear our names, and we can overturn that night’s testimony. I want that hag to say with her own mouth that I was the one who saved her,” she sneered.

“What?” Jennifer’s face turned ashen. She thought, ‘How could this happen? How did Natalie get that video?’

“No, it wasn’t me, Natalie! You’re framing me! Why are you framing me? Who made that video for you? It looks so real. Are you trying to kill me?” Jennifer immediately redirected her accusation toward Natalie, crying with desperation.

Natalie watched her distorted face in disgust and quickly stepped back. Easton instinctively took a step back as well.

Realizing her outburst, Jennifer abruptly stopped, glaring viciously at Natalie.

Nick stood up furiously. “Natalie, when will you stop this? Jennifer is your sister…”

“Sister? Nick, I would never dare call such a vile woman my sister,” Natalie laughed, cutting him off.

“You and your daughter are partners in crime. When Jennifer does something wrong, you’re the first to come forward and pin the blame on me. It’s happened countless times,” she said.

“At the last party, I told you–I won’t let you bully me anymore. Every time you try, I’ll strike back just as hard,” she added.

Nick was left speechless, realizing that Natalie had truly changed.

He stammered, “Natalie, what are you talking about? Where did you get that video? Why frame Jennifer like this?”

“Fine,” Natalie replied with a calm gaze sweeping over Jennifer. “If you say I’m framing her, let’s hand all the evidence over to the police. I’m sure her call records with these two men will be quite revealing.”

Jennifer, terrified, collapsed to the ground. She couldn’t go to jail. With a criminal record, the Garcia family would never accept her. She was also Nick’s daughter and wanted to marry Easton as the daughter of the Simpson family. She refused to be merely a hidden illegitimate child or adopted daughter.

“No, Natalie, why are you framing me? What did I ever do to you? You took Easton from me, and you took my parents! Why are you so heartless? I just wanted someone to care about me,” Jennifer cried, her voice breaking.

Unable to stand seeing Jennifer suffer, Easton helped her to her feet. He looked at Natalie and asked, “Natalie, I’m asking you one last time–are you framing Jennifer?”

Natalie looked at Easton as if he were a fool. She wanted to curse him with every venomous word she knew.

“Damn it, how did I end up married to this idiot for two years?” Natalie felt tears of frustration welling up.

Easton fell silent, while Murray couldn’t help but let out a chuckle of exasperation.

“Natalie, you’re truly unlucky, married to a simp for Jennifer, who doesn’t even trust you when the evidence is right in front of him. Just how much have you suffered?” Murray smirked as he looked at Easton.

Easton’s face darkened.

Natalie took a deep breath to suppress her anger. Surprisingly, she didn’t feel heartache, only pure rage.

“Murray, don’t go too far,” Easton said, his gaze coldly fixed on him.

“Too far?” Murray’s eyes reddened. “You stood by and watched your childhood sweetheart hurt my bodyguard and my grandmother, and you’re calling me too far?”

Murray held up a flash drive. “I have more evidence right here. Once she’s in jail, she won’t get out. Are you sure you want to keep protecting her?”

Murray smirked, glancing at Natalie, who remained unfazed.

Natalie looked at the flash drive in his hand, feeling a bit exasperated. It was the very evidence she’d sent him, though now wasn’t the time to use it.

Leaning into Easton’s arms, Jennifer cried bitterly. “Easton, it wasn’t me. Natalie is framing me.”

Natalie sneered. “Mr. Spencer, didn’t you call the police? Where are they? Have them come and investigate this thoroughly.”

“If these people can’t see the truth, then let the entire world weigh in on the matter,” she said coldly.