Chapter 585: Chapter 587

Chapter 587 Rendezvous With His Floozy

Natalie recognized the woman for whom Thomas abandoned his wife midway through a funeral as the

same one who was beside him when he squandered a hundred million on stone gambling at the black

market.

As if it was not bad enough that Thomas was unable to shed a tear at the funeral, it turned out that he

was worse than that; Coming out for a rendezvous with his floozy before his own daughter’s body had

been cremated!

Natalie gnashed her teeth as she felt aggrieved on behalf of her late mother.

“What are you doing here, Yeva?” Thomas snarled with his eyes gawking. “Today’s Melissa’s funeral, so

stop messing around! What if someone were to spot you here like this?”

“So what if anyone were to see me? Wouldn’t that be even better?” Yeva wrapped her hands around

Thomas’ arm without the slightest bit of inhibition. “Since you’ve already grown weary of that old hag,

and her daughter is already dead as well, you should take the opportunity to kick her out from the

Nichols family!”

“What? Are you crazy?”

“Am I wrong to say that?” Yeva retorted. “I’m carrying your child, and the doctor says that there is an

eighty to ninety percent of it being a boy! If he should become your heir in the future, without his own

mother having any legal status, how do you expect he and I to face the world?”

“I’d be responsible for both you and the baby,” Thomas comforted. “But we can’t deal with this like this,

Yeva! Especially not today! If anyone sees us, we’d be finished!”

Yeva remained pertinacious.

“But…”

“If you keep up with this nonsense, you can forget about your allowance for this month!”

It was only the mention of her allowance being cut that convinced her to sulkily relent. “Fine… I’ll go back

first.”

“That’s my girl!”

Behind the stone pillar, Natalie took in every word of the exchange between Thomas and Yeva.

Once Thomas had settled his affairs here, he hurried back into the funeral home.

Yeva bit her lip while she stood outside the doors. “Sooner or later, I’d make myself the proper mistress

of the Nichols family…”

After Yeva went far, a glint flashed across Natalie’s eyes. She then retrieved her phone from her pocket

and rung up Yandel.

“How’s everything going over on your end, Boss?”

“Pretty good, I’d say. But we have ourselves a surprise finding.” Natalie paused briefly before she

continued, “Remember the floozy we saw Thomas stone gambling with at the black market? She’s

pregnant with Thomas’ kid. Judging from his character, Thomas is bound to try to keep word about it

watertight, so you should probably have your people watch this lead more closely.”

“Understood. I’ll get right on it.”

Having already attended Melissa’s funeral, Natalie was in no mood to return to the funeral home.

When she remembered the two vials of blood samples from Melissa that the Forensic Department had

set aside for her, she hired a ride outside the gates to bring her to the Major Crimes Unit.

Beep, beep—

Natalie used her thumbprint to unlock the door to the coroner’s office.

Effie was initially shocked to see a female cleaner in grey overalls enter, but recomposed herself when

she remembered that the other woman would have used her prints to gain access.

“Boss!” Like a rabid fangirl, Effie approached Natalie and threw her arms around the latter. “Oh, I’ve

missed you so much!”

Not knowing how to react to the magnitude of this bear hug, Natalie opted to pat her counterpart on the

back.

“Umm, okay.”

Natalie then looked around. “Where’s Brandon?”

“Relax. He just got assigned to a case and went out. I reckoned he shouldn’t be back for quite a while.”

“That’s good to know.”

Whilst Effie was in the know about Natalie’s donning of hyper-realistic masks, Brandon remained in the

dark about it.

Hence, be it any manner of disguise or the removal of Melissa’s blood samples, things could get a little

sticky if he was present.

“I need to take one vial of the blood samples that Mr. Jones left with you here.”

“Sure. I’ll bring it to you, Boss.”

It did not take Effie very long to return with a vial of the blood sample which she passed along to Natalie.

When Natalie saw the apprehension on the former’s face, she could not help but ask, “What’s on your

mind, Effie? Free feel to speak.”

“I’ve overheard the conversation between Grandpa and yourself…” Effie mumbled. “Having done

hundreds of comparisons against the sample, I wasn’t able to find any matches from any existing

databases. If it exists on record, there isn’t even the most rudimentary method to test for it. Should

anyone decide to use it profligately, the consequences would be unthinkable!”