"What? Natalie offered a mocking smile, her eyes gleaming with wickedness. "Were you expecting me to say that if I fail, I’ll give up all my inheritance in the family?"
Sephina was caught off guard as this was what always worked on Natalie- Challenge her, push her to fail, and then take control over her.
Seeing her grandma shocked, memories flashed before Natalie’s eyes, memories of past manipulations that had shaped her into the woman she was now.
"Grandma, if I win this competition, will you let me pursue it? I love making perfumes," a younger Natalie had once pleaded.
"Alright, but what if you fail?" Sephina had asked.
"I will give up on it," Natalie had promised, only to have that dream crushed when she inevitably failed or most precisely she was pushed to fail.
"Grandma, my teacher said I’m skilled at piano, and I can win this competition."
"What if you fail?"
"I won’t play again."
So many such incidents happened where she failed and in the end all she got to hear was- "You were meant to fail. Briena is the one who deserves it."
Evil smirk painted on Natalie’s lips, at those bitter experiences. "After living with vultures like you, no one can be so naive to bet like this, and I certainly am not."
Natalie was sure she won’t fail but she didn’t want to give her grandma a satisfaction of making a bet with her.
"Natalie, how can you talk to Grandma like this?" Briena suddenly intervened, stepping forward as if she was ready to defend Sephina.
Natalie gave her a bored look, raising an eyebrow. "Like this—from this mouth. Got your answer? Next time, try changing your question so I won’t be bored to answer," and raised her hand in the air.
Briena flinched, instinctively raising her hands to protect her face, as if expecting a blow.
Natalie scoffed, amused at how easily frightened Briena was. Natalie moved that hand through her own hair and said, "Don’t worry, I am not going to give you another footage to record so you go on telling people how I beat you. I can’t afford it when I am going to take over this company."
Then she leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a low, menacing whisper in Briena’s ear. "But if you really want to get beaten up to knock some sense into that nasty brain of yours, come to my home. I’ll happily fulfill your wish. I’m an expert at giving a good beating in secret rather than in public. I promise it’ll be the best beating you’ll ever receive."
Briena shrank back, as if the devil himself had whispered in her ear. She turned to Sephina, her voice trembling. "Grandma, she..."
"Aren’t you ashamed to seek our grandma all the time like a little kid?" Natalie interrupted her and turned to Sephian, "This is the heir you’ve chosen, Grandma—someone who cries at just a little teasing from me. I must say, it’s a good decision; it’ll be easier for me to take down this fool."
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