Chapter 220 Phones Don’t Save You


    Chris froze when he heard the order.


    “Miss, do you suspect Sharon is behind this?”


    “Whether it’s her or not, we’ll find out when we see her.”


    Natalie rose and walked out as soon as she spoke.


    She didn’t care what leads Baron was following; if she traced the amusement park incident, she was sure she’d uncover the answers she needed.


    Seeing that she truly intended to go, Chris quickly gathered men and followed Natalie in a formidable procession straight to the hospital.


    The hospital director, hearing that the Stone family heiress had arrived, rushed out to greet her. But Chris stepped in front of him.


    “Natalie is here to settle a personal matter. Rest assured, no other patients will be affected. Just don’t interfere–that’s all we ask.”


    The director knew exactly who Chris was–Stone family’s trusted man. At his words, the director immediately nodded and retreated.


    Natalie, with Chris and the others at her back, located Sharon’s ward and ordered the entire floor cleared.


    Sharon had wanted to do the same herself–Mrs. Luke deserved nothing less, or so she thought. But two patients had special circumstances, and she hadn’t dared to evict them by force.


    Now Natalie arrived, wielding the Stone family’s authority, and those two households were swiftly moved upstairs.


    Natalie’s steps were steady, deliberate, as she entered the ward.


    Sharon had been daydreaming about how Loretta might avenge her when the door suddenly flew open–and Natalie strode in.


    This was the first time Sharon had truly faced Natalie since her rebirth from the mes.


    Jealousy surged through her.


    Natalie had always been more beautiful than her, but back then, her frailty and humility had softened her looks, blunting the edge of her beauty; people didn’t pay it too much mind.


    But now–now Natalie’s features carried a striking sharpness, beauty that demanded attention. Even Sharon, a woman herself, was stunned; how much more so the men.


    Thinking of Jensen’s lingering feelings for Natalie, Sharon’s eyes twisted with malice and hate.


    “What are you doing here?”


    Natalie caught the venom in her gaze. She raised a hand, and Chris immediately shut the door from the inside and turned the lock.


    The sound made Sharon’s blood run cold.


    “Natalie, what are you doing? I’ll have you know, I am Mrs. Luke–personally acknowledged by Loretta! If you darey a hand on me, neither she nor the Luke family will let you go!”


    Terrified, Sharon clutched at her nket, even reaching for her phone. But Natalie was quicker; she snatched it and hurled it against the wall.


    With a sharp crack, it shattered to pieces.


    “Natalie, how dare you? You–ah!”


    Her protest cut off as Natalie’s hand mped around her throat.


    Natalie’s eyes were cold, unyielding, her grip tightening ever so slightly.


    Her voice was frigid.


    “Sharon, even if I kill you right now, no one would speak a word for you. Do you want to test me?”


    In that moment, Natalie was like a reaper risen from hell, radiating suffocating menace.


    Sharon shivered involuntarily.


    Natalie still did not release her.


    Her voice dropped, icier still.


    “You arranged for that injection that paralyzed me, left me helpless in the fire, intending to burn me alive. If I tell Jensen the truth, what do you think he’ll do?”


    Sharon’s eyes flew wide in shock.


    “You have no proof! Johnson’s already gone; Jensen won’t believe you!”


    “Oh? Is that so? Whether Jensen believes me or not, I don’t care. You nearly burned me to death; you put me through the agony of skin graft after skin graft. Would it really be too much if I tossed you into a fire, made you feel the despair I did? And I hear–you’re pregnant?”


    As she spoke, Natalie’s other hand slid to Sharon’s stomach.


    Every hair on Sharon’s body stood on end.


    “Natalie, don’t you dare! Don’t touch my baby!”


    That baby was her only leverage in the Luke family.


    She knew better than anyone–Jensen would never give her another child.


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    Only through fear would Sharon confess what she needed to know.


    Natalie’s gaze was ice; her fingers tightened on Sharon’s throat.


    “Don’t try to threaten me. Do you still think I’m that orphan the Summers family threw out? Sharon, you should’ve done your homework. I’m the Stone family’s daughter now—I have parents and a brother who adore me, and the entire Stone Group standing behind me. Crushing a nobody like you? Why would I even blink? And let’s not forget–you poisoned your own mother not long ago. Do you honestly think the Summers family cares whether you live or die? If anything, I bet they’re praying you vanish off the face of the earth.”