Natalie froze, then pinched herself hard on the arm. It hurt. She hadn't misheard. Sebastian was accusing her of trying to murder Mrs. Spencer Sr. The thought had barely crossed her mind, and now it was happening. How could things be moving this quickly? Was she doomed to be ensnared in Joanna’s schemes even in this life? If so, she might as well just die again.
“Natalie, are you listening to me? I asked you, why did you try to murder the old matriarch?” Sebastian’s voice was cold, his rage palpable.
“I heard you,” Natalie said calmly. “Who told you I tried to murder her?”
“Marshall investigated his grandmother’s accident and found footage of you pushing her,” Sebastian roared back. “That’s why she fell. Natalie, can’t you go one day without scheming against someone?”
Natalie scoffed. Her eyes glinted with a cold light. She was done being silent. “Sebastian, would you die if you didn’t wrongfully accuse me for one day? Now get the hell off my phone.”
She hung up before he could respond.
At the Scott family home, Sebastian stared at his phone in disbelief. Natalie’s words had been crystal clear, and everyone in the room had heard them. They were all stunned. Was this the same Natalie they knew?
Sebastian’s mood soured. What nonsense was she spouting? Accusing him of wrongly accusing her? Marshall had video evidence. The figure in the video was undeniably Natalie.


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