Chapter 570 âIf you say so. I wonât make things difficult for you, Sean.â Natalie let out a small smile. âThe White family is just as capable anyway. Iâll just go to my parents and ask them for help.â
Seanâs eyes widened in shock. He didnât expect that. Thus, he had no choice but to give the information to Natalie. 2 He hesitated for a moment before he said, âYou better not go to her right now. Lydia just gave birth and sheâs quite unstable right now, especially since she has also just lost her husband. She was hostile to the Larson Group because they promised to give her compensation in exchange for the evidence last night. She didnât agree, though. I think she wants more money.â
Natalie took a deep breath and sighed. âI donât think we can solve this issue with money. I know Brandon asked you to stop me from getting involved, but please trust me on this and donât say a single word to him. Let me handle it.â
Sean reluctantly nodded. âFine. Iâll keep my mouth shut. But be careful, okay?â
Natalie agreed and hung up the call after that. Õ¼Ö ÊÉÊÖ Ê.ÆÖ Ê She then intended to ask Draco for a leave.
âMr. Wesley didnât come to work today,â Tasha told her. âHe has some personal issues to deal with.â
âOh,â Natalie simply replied. She thought for a while, and she eventually realized that asking for a leave wasnât the best choice since she still had a lot of projects to finish. âI can go during lunch break. Our studio is close to the hospital that Sean told me.â
At that point, she had a hunch that things wouldnât go well, so she had to adjust her state of mind and stay alert at all times.
She sat back in her seat and went on to finish her work first.
When she noticed that Tasha was still standing behind her, Natalie smiled and asked, âDo you have something to tell me?â
Tasha fiddled with her fingers. âDo you really have to go? Men are more or less chauvinistic, you know? If something unexpected happens, arenât you afraid that you and Brandon might have an irreconcilable conflict? You also have your own career ahead of you.â
Natalie went silent as she bit her lower lip. Tasha did have a point.
Jane was lost in thought.
She had been feasted on by the media in the past, her entire life reduced to fodder for their business. Brandon had stood up for her every time. He had stayed right by her side, protecting her and helping her find a way out.
A faint smile curved on her lips as she said, âI know you meant well. But I canât just sit back and watch. Brandon is my husband, but I am not going to see Lydia as just his wife. Iâm going there as a witness. It would be good if she listens to me, but I wonât force her.â
Tasha knew that Natalie had already made up her mind, and no amount of persuasion would deter her from her decision. âAlright. Youâve already decided, so Iâll just support you. Just do what you can. Remember, even if things donât go the way you had hoped, at least youâve tried.â
âI know.â Natalie felt warmth envelop her at her friendâs encouragement. She was lucky to have such a good support system in her life.
Tashaâs gaze swept over Natalieâs clothes. âAre you going there dressed like that?â she asked.
âI think so. Is there a problem?â Tasha walked inside the locker room and took out a delicate dress of light green color with a matching jacket.
âI keep this in the company as a backup in case of emergencies. Wear it. You wouldnât have time to go back home and change.â Tasha handed the clothes to Natalie and said gently, âYour clothes make you stand out too much. The colors are a bit too bold. Lydia had just lost her husband, so it would be better to wear something more muted.â
Natalie changed into the clothes and fix her make-up. When she was done, she had a simple but decent look.
âLeave off the perfume. Women who had just given birth could be sensitive to strong scents. You would want to give off a calm but friendly impression. Iâve done my research on this. A basic look would work best for that purpose,â Tasha explained.
At lunch break, Natalie arrived at the hospital holding a bouquet of lilies and a basket of fruits.
The VIP ward was empty. Had Lydia been transferred?
Natalie grabbed the hand of a nurse who was passing by and asked, âThere was a woman who had just given birth here. Where is she now?â
The nurseâs eyes lit up with recognition. âYou mean Lydia, the one who was arranged by Mr. Larson to stay in the VIP ward? She is still here in this hospital, but she moved to a general ward nearby. Itâs a little strange, actually. Mr. Larson had asked us to arrange a VIP room for her but she kept refusing.â
Natalie was stunned for a moment. Quickly getting back to her senses, she smiled and thanked the nurse. Doubt started to stir inside her as she went to the general inpatient building nearby.
On her way to Lydiaâs room, she heard a fierce voice and the loud cry of a baby from a distance. Her steps quickened to approach faster.
âGet out!â
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ï¤Chapter 1329 Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ï¤Chapter 1187 A box of food flew out from the door, startling her. Natalie quickly dodged and stepped aside. With a breath of relief, her eyes went to the discarded food. Good thing she avoided it before it landed on her.
âYou think Iâd testify for the Larsen Group just because youâre buttering me up with small favors? You killed my husband! Yes, he had made mistakes, but he didnât deserve to die. How could you take him away from me and our daughter?â Lydia screamed hysterically, throwing everything she could get her hands on.
The Larson Group staff who were trying to comfort her had no choice but to leave the room and stand by the door.
Before Natalie stepped inside, she heard one of them complaining, âThat woman is insane. Weâre giving her everything she would need. How much more does she want to be satisfied?
If it werenât for Mrs. Larson, she would have lost her child too. The Larson Group had been so kind to her.â
âShe married Jethro, remember? No normal person would do that willingly.â
âI bet sheâs making a scene because she wants more money. Sheâs no different from that dead husband of hers, if not worse.â
âYou can leave now. Donât talk nonsense here.â Õ¼Ö ÊÉÊÖ Ê.ÆÖ Ê The conversation between the three employees was cut short by a curt voice.
They immediately recognized Natalieâs voice and scrambled to greet her with a bow.
Natalie walked forward, stopping right in front of them. âIf you want to complain, feel free to do so at somewhere no one can hear you. You didnât even bother to lower your voice. Have you not considered the possibility that Lydia might hear you?â