Bye-bye Trash! Hello Queen! novel Chapter 166

Mrs. Zade did her best to sling mud at Natalie.

Natalie watched her, a woman beating her chest and stomping her feet in a gut-wrenching performance, as if she were the real victim.

"Tsk," Natalie clicked her tongue. "I've met people living in the past, but I've never met someone with a brain stuck in the Stone Age. The evidence is all at the police station. I envy you; soon you'll be able to have a family reunion dinner all by yourself at a table set for one."

Mrs. Zade choked, the tears instantly drying up.

"Ms. Sanders, did you really know Mr. Zade? Was there an inappropriate relationship between you?" a male reporter aggressively pushed forward.

Natalie looked him up and down. "A question like that... how much did they pay you?"

The reporter stamped his foot in anger. "I didn't take any money! I'm just reporting the facts!"

Natalie smirked. "I was just asking. No need to get so defensive. I can tell this is your first time doing something like this. Your eyes are darting around more than a QR code scanner."

"But it takes two to tango," the reporter insisted.

Natalie's patience snapped. She slapped him hard across the face. "Does it? I just slapped you. Did that not make a sound?"

The crowd fell silent. What a fierce woman.

"You... you hit me?" the reporter stammered, his eyes wide with disbelief.

The male reporter was left speechless. He could barely support himself, let alone someone else.

Natalie eyed the seven reporters. They had to have been hired by Joanna. In her past life, she had been surrounded and verbally abused by reporters in the exact same way. The excuse was simple: Larry had claimed she was his girlfriend who had cheated on him, and that's why he had tried to run her over. This time, she hadn't hesitated to send him straight to prison.

Her gaze was cold. "I don't care why you're here. None of you are leaving today."

A few of the reporters snickered.

The female reporter from before scoffed, "What's that supposed to mean, Ms. Sanders? Are you going to hold us captive?"

Natalie calmly pulled out her phone and dialed the police. After reporting the incident, she looked at the reporter. "Captive? Do you think you're that important? I'm not holding you captive. I'm just inviting you to wait for the police."