Sandra was not only a sports star that was cherished by the whole nation but also the Young Lady Mitchell, so she had numerous bodyguards around her, who seized Natasha right away and threw her to the side. Mrs. Mitchell embraced Sandra, who cried out of fear, and comforted her. Right now, they looked like an affectionate pair of mother and daughter.
Natasha couldn’t believe her eyes while she wailed and shouted, “Mom, I’m Nat! I’m your real daughter and this woman is a liar!” She believed that her mother wouldn’t be deceived even if her father was because she had given birth to her!
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Mitchell looked at her with a stern face which Natasha had never seen before and scolded, “No, Sandra is my daughter!”
“No, no!” Natasha shrieked. “It’s me! I’m your real daughter, mom!”
Unfortunately, no one cared about her even after she wailed for a long time outside. Now, she was just the nanny’s daughter, not Young Lady Mitchell.
Standing at the roadside with her body covered in dirt and stinking, she cried until she felt hungry. It was only then that she realized she should eat something so she walked into a nearby western restaurant. As soon as she sat down, she heard the whispers from the people around her.
“Isn’t that Natasha?”
“If you look closely, she looks similar to Sandra.”
“How pitiful. It seems like she’s chased out of the house after the family reunited with their real daughter.”
“As expected, a peasant will always be a peasant and she can never be on par with Sandra, who is the real princess. I’ve said since the beginning that Natasha doesn’t have the nobility of a lady at all. and she acts like she has never seen a man by going after Taylor desperately. It’s true that a daughter of a poor man will never be elegant even if she’s brought up in a rich family.”
Natasha trembled in anger while tears trickled down her cheeks. However, all she wished now was to fill up her stomach. After the food was served, she gobbled everything up without taking care of her deportment. After the meal, the waiter came to settle her bill but when Natasha reached into her pocket, she realized that she was penniless. She didn’t have the habit of carrying her purse with her so it was with her assistant now, and her phone battery had died. She searched every pocket on her but still failed to find a penny.
Noticing the embarrassment on Natasha’s face, the waiter knew that she had no money and his expression darkened at once. Right at that moment, a cheerful voice rang.
“Isn’t this Natasha, the Young Lady Mitchell?”
That title was extremely ear-piercing for Natasha. She turned around to find a stranger in office attire, so she sniffed and asked coldly, “Who are you?”
That woman seemed shrewd and she smiled when she looked at Natasha while crossing her arms. “You might have forgotten me. I’m the president of this chain restaurant and I started this restaurant from scratch.”
The woman’s voice was full of mockery. “Three years ago, my restaurant only started its business and the staff weren’t familiar with the operations yet. Unfortunately, they accidentally offended you but you called your men to smash my restaurant. You even forced me to kneel down and apologize to you.”
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