Chapter 7

"We don't know much about that, we just do what we're told." The manager said truthfully, with a mysterious look on his face as he answered my question. I know he knows something. He just won't tell me.

With no useful information, I sighed and returned to the living room, where I was surprised by the mountain of designer clothes, shoes and bags. The clothes and shoes are all the latest of the season, and many of the bags are limited edition. Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it. MK had so many sent to me at one time, which was enough to prove how much power and financial resources were.

With MK as my backer, I feel a little uneasy in addition to having confidence. MK must be a man of very high social status. What kind of woman does he want? Why would he want me?

Now I have nothing left but a life. What can MK get from me? Even the life I have now is MK.

I thought about it for a long time, but didn't come up with anything, so I gave up.

Pick one outfit from those clothes, I took a taxi straight to Claude's company. This is the Hansom family company, and it is also where Claude usually deals with pack affairs.

People in the company knew me, and I made it to Claude's office, where he was doing his business.

I wore a strapless dress. Because I myself have lost a lot of weight during this period of time, the whole person looks thin and thin, and my face has faded from the baby fat, showing a little more of the mature charm of a small woman.

When we met yesterday, I was embarrassed, he did not have a good look at me.

Seeing my radiant appearance, Claude's eyes flashed deep. He stood up and said, "Have you come to your senses and agreed to accept my rejection?"

Seeing Claude's delicate, almost perfect face, I felt like suffocated.

I've had a crush on Claude ever since I first met him as a child. It only takes three seconds to love someone, but I had no idea that my love would cost me so much.

"It was not you who is going to reject me," I said, taking a deep breath. I could not cry, and gritted my teeth and pretended to be calm. "It is I who have come to refuse you today. It is I, Natalie Fowler, who is rejecting you as my Alpha."

"You refuse me?" Claude sneered, "I don't know what you're thinking, but you do realize that it makes no difference to me either way. I'll just say yes."

I thought my heart had been numb, but I did not think it could be more painful. Did Claude agree so readily because he wanted me to leave as soon as possible to make room for Vicky?

"But I'm going to take all the property with my name on it." I clenched my fist and said, "Everything."

No one spoke in the office as soon as my request was made, and an awkward silence hung in the room. Claude looked at me in silence with mixed emotions in his eyes.

After a long time, Claude looked "you are crazy" and said, "Nat, you don't need to do this. We can part on good terms and still be friends."

I thought I would be able to face Claude calmly today. But when I heard his words, I was still trembling with anger, and my chest was filled with depression.

I choked up and said sarcastically: "Otherwise Vicky will always be a mistress, maybe your future children will only be a rogue."

"Nat, how can you be such a bitter person now? After all, Vicky is also your sister." Claude's brow furrowed at the mention of children.

I stopped looking at Claude's face. I was afraid that I would be weak and compromise: "Then you let Vicky be a secret mistress. The choice is in your hands."

My tone was unusually strong, and there was no room for negotiation. I forced myself step by step forward, there is no retreat, even if the front is the abyss, I do not allow myself to retreat.

Claude saw that I was not joking. He looked at me in disbelief and said, "Are you crazy?"

I laughed at myself. "I'm crazy, but you and Vicky made me do this. I lost my mind when you betrayed me and killed my child. I'm telling you, I deserve all of this, and if you don't give me what I want, you're not going to let me leave, and Vicky is going to spend the rest of her life as a homewrecker."

"I'm so disappointed in you. This is who you really are." Claude's face is very ugly: "You are a greedy and vain gold digger."

I saw the disappointment in Claude's eyes and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I stood by Claude's side for four years, gave him everything, even my life. Everything my mother left me, I gave to Claude.

"Whatever you think, it's up to you. I'm willing to wait. I just don't know if Vicky will wait." I clenched my fist and refused to concede a single step.

Claude did not speak, but looked at me in silence.

I felt suffocated under Claude's gaze. I hated this man, but at the same time, I was still very worthless. I could not let go or forget this man. I hate myself for being so weak, but this is the first step of my revenge, and I can't compromise.

I turned my back to Claude and said, "Take your time, I'll go."

Suddenly, Claude came up to me, grabbed my arm, and I stopped on my feet without looking back, but without struggling to push Claude away.

"Did you make your decision so quickly? Your love for Vicky is really touching." I chuckled sarcastically.

It's just that if Claude saw my face, he would see that I laugh worse than I cry.

Claude did not answer: "Who is MK?"

When I heard his question, my heart stopped and I looked back at Claude with a shocked face.