Chapter 1155
Bastien's words changed the way Natalie saw the man once again.
âBastien, you're... out of your mind! You're completely out of your mind!â exclaimed Natalie.
After hearing that, Bastien stared unblinkingly at Natalie's almond-shaped eyes, filled with nothing but
disgust, and chuckled bitterly. âIf losing my mind means I get to have you to myself, I don't see any
problem with that.â
Repulsed by Bastien, Natalie bit her lips and accidentally wounded them.
She would rather die right then and there than allow him to push her around.
As if he could read Natalie's mind, Bastien warned before leaving, âThe news of your death is out, but
your children are still alive. If you refuse treatment or endanger yourself in any way, I won't hesitate to
hurt one of them.â
Before Natalie could say anything in response, Bastien was already gone.
âCome back... Come back here, Bastien! Bastien!â Even though Natalie called out for the man, he
continued to walk away as though he could not hear her.
Natalie had already exerted herself when confronting Bastien just then, so after the man left, she began
to feel pain all over her body again.
Still, her physical pain was nothing compared to her mental anguish.
Natalie thought she only had to deal with the Leitz family but never expected Bastien's scheme to be so
extensive.
Not only did Bastien wait patiently for Natalie to fall into Helma's trap and fake her death, but he also
had somebody have plastic surgery to impersonate her long ago.
At that point, Natalie could not help but question what love was, for she was utterly disgusted with
Bastien's show of affection. What do I do? I can't get out; I'm trapped here. What if Samuel really thinks
I'm dead after hearing the news? Bastien knew I'd never put on the hyper-realistic mask and live the life
he wanted me to live obediently, so he threatened me with the safety of the five children. I'm backed
into a corner! Bastien has ensured that my hands are tied! âS-Samuel... I'm still alive... Please... You
have to wait for me.â
Meanwhile, at Luna Palace, Cynthia's face was contorted with rage when she received the news from
her attendant.
âWhat? She died?â Cynthia dropped her jaw as she stared at the subordinate. âI ask you to torture her,
not kill her! Did you have trouble understanding the order I gave you? How are you this incompetent?â
At that point, Cynthia had completely lost her composure.
She only intended to teach Natalie a lesson by having the woman tortured and get even for what she
thought Natalie's mother owed her. However, she never expected that she would end up murdering
Natalie.
It was not that Cynthia cared whether Natalie was dead; she was just worried for herself because it
would not be difficult for anyone paying attention to connect Natalie's death to her.
Shrinking in fear, the male attendant then got on his knees. âLady Cynthia, I tortured the woman as
ordered, but I never thought she'd be so weak. She stopped breathing before I could get her treated.â
âIdiot!â Cynthia bit her red lip as she lifted her leg to kick her subordinate right in the chest. âDo you
have any idea how much trouble you've caused me?â
âLady Cynthia, I...â Even though the attendant's chest hurt, he dared not disrespect Cynthia.
âIt's over! I'm doomed!â Cynthia shook her head while stomping on the man's chest and face violently
until he vomited blood.
Even when her subordinate was on the verge of death, Cynthia remained distracted. No! At this rate,
people will discover that I was responsible for what happened.
Just when Cynthia was still hesitating, a figure slowly walked in.
âCynthia, things have just gone south, and you're already trying to silence your subordinate?â Mikhail
fiddled with his jade thumb ring as he gave the panicking woman a stern look.