GoodNovelChapter 174
With her eyes red and glistening with tears, she asked, "Can you be straight withabout something? Are
you... really my real mother?" Miranda was stunned momentarily, and then a wave of deep disappointment
washed over her. "How could you even question if I'm your mom?" Nathalie's tears streamed down her face. "If
you're my mom, why do you treatso heartlessly?"
"Heartlessly?" Miranda shot back, anger flaring in her voice. "I've sacrificed so much to raise you. What more do
you want?"
"Do you know what people say about me? They claim | was born in a beggar's den, a little beggar myself. But are
you a beggar?"
Miranda's eyes filled with guilt as she faced Nathalie's accusations. "I was trapped back then, with no way out."
Nathalie wiped her tears, suddenly finding it pointless to argue with someone like this. "If I had the choice, I'd
rather be born to a cat or a dog than be your child." Those words hit Miranda hard, and she lost her cool,
screaming, "You think | don't regret it? If | could choose, who'd want to have an ungrateful child like you?"
Nathalie replied, "Since we can't stand each other, let's just pretend you never hadas your daughter. Let me
go!"
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Miranda sneered, "Now that you've made something of yourself, it's payback time, and you want to cutoff. In
your dreams."
Nathalie stared at her greedy face, her heart heavy with sadness. "From the moment you lockedup, our
mother-daughter bond broke completely."
A flicker of panic crossed Miranda's eyes, but the Rowland family had her too brainwashed. "Don't hate me. Once
Cameron regains control of the Rowland family's power, we'll let you go. In the meantime, just take care of me."
Nathalie wasn't in a rush, settling calmly on the sofa beside her. "Let's just wait and see who comes out on top in
the end."
Miranda said, "You're hoping someone will cto rescue you, aren't you? Give it up. Besides us, your family,
who else cares about your fate?"
Nathalie ignored her, closing her eyes to rest.
The next day dawned bright and sunny.
Nathan picked up sbreakfast supplies early and rang the doorbell to Nathalie's place.
Lizzy, still a bit groggy, answered the door. "Mr. Nathan, she isn't home."
Nathan's handsface tightened with concern. "Where could she have gone so late at night?"
Lizzy explained, "Last night, she got
a
osm the Brown family
a was really sick, so saying t
Miranda
over."
Nathan's expression turned dark. "Her damn savior complex."
went
Lizzy hesitated before sharing more, "For sreason, after she went there, we couldn't reach her on her
phone." Hearing this, Nathan stormed off, a scowl on his face.
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In no time, Nathan arrived at the Brown family's estate. He kicked the door open with a loud crash, sending
Patrick and the others out in
shock.
"Nathan?" Patrick asked, bewildered. "What are you doing here?"
Nathan's voice was icy. "Where's Nathalie?"
Greta stumbled over her words. "My mom suddenly got really sick, and
my
takster rushed hovernight to
care of her."
"Bring her out."
Patrick protested, "Nathan, isn't this a bit much?"
Greta chimed in, "Nathan, our family matters aren't really any of your business, are they?"
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