“Ma’am, there are people outside looking for you.”
Ever since coming back to Blue Bay Villa from the café, Alice laid in bed as she gazed up at the ceiling in a daze.
Upon hearing the servant’s voice, her brows furrowed tightly. “Don’t you know I’m resting? I don’t care who they are. Let them wait!”
Other than Brettley, she did not want to see anybody!
“But, Ma’am, the persons –said that he… he’s your father, joseph Peterson.”
Alice immediately sat up from the bed. “He’s my father. Prepare the good tea! I’II come down now!”
“Yes”
Alice got up from bed and went to the cupboard to pick out some clothes, sneering as she changed.
She was just thinking of ways to deal with Bethan when own father sent himself to her doorstep.
Coming out from Natasha and Joseph’s home, Bethan had a simple lunch and returned to the office to continue her work.
She barely finished a sketch when her office door was knocked on once more.
“Director Bethan, someone is looking for you. A middle-aged woman called Natasha. She said that she has an urgent matter and needs to see you.”
Bethan’s hand was sketching paused a little.
She knew Natasha must be looking for her because of Alice.
“I’m not seeing anyone.
“She said that if you won’t see her, she’ll wait until you finish work. You’ll still have to go out no matter what.”
Bethan rubbed the middle of her brows. “Let her in, then.”
She still could not get rid of her habit of being the person with a soft heart.
“Ms. Bethan.”
Upon entering the door, Natasha immediately knelt on the floor. She looked at Bethan with teary eyes. “Please help us!”
Bethan did not expect that this was the act Natasha would go with upon entering her office.
She furrowed her brows and immediately helped her up. “What happened?” “My husband had a stroke! He has been hospitalized! “
Natasha kept crying. “We don’t even have the money to cure him! Please help us!”
Bethan helped Natasha up and let her sit on the sofa. “
You’re asking me to help you. How should I help?
You still want me to hold the press conference and tell everyone that I’m the mistress, that it was alright for Alice to push me. Is that it?”
Upon her words, Natasha could not help but bite her lips.
“Ms. Bethan, I know this is a little hard for you, but we really have no other choice.”
Bethan took a deep breath. She got up and headed to her desk. She opened the drawer and took a bank card out.
She passed the card to Natasha. “There are five hundred thousand dollars here. Treat it as my loan to you. Asking me to hold a press conference to admit those false things would be impossible.”
Natasha held onto the card. Her face kept changing between blushing and turning pale.
Finally, she put the card back in Bethan’s hands.
“I cannot take your money. My eldest daughter has money. As long as you are willing to help us…”
“Then you can just forget about it. “
Bethan kept the card back. “I will not help you. Aunty Natasha, please go back.”
Ever since they begged her to let Cynthal go at the police station the last time, Bethan swore that she would not have anything to do with the Peterson family anymore.
She was no longer family with them. They were strangers to her. Lending money to Natasha was her limit.
To get her to admit that she was the mistress and clear Alice’s name when Alice was the one who hurt her… they can dream on.
“Ms. Bethan…”
Natasha looked at Bethan with teary eyes. “I’m not lying to you. My husband really had a stroke. He is at Central Hospital currently. He said that if he could not survive this, his biggest regret would be that he could not properly apologize and say sorry to our eldest daughter…”
Sorry.
This word was like a hammer, painfully crushing Bethan’s hard.
She looked away. “There is nothing to be sorry about.”
She could barely bother about the Peterson family now, why would she care about the unfairness they encountered?
“Ms. Bethan, as long as you say something during the press conference, I will agree to do anything for you.”
Then, Natasha knelt once again. “I beg you! Please! ” “What is going on?”
The first thing Theo noticed when he pushed the door open was Natasha crying and kneeling on the floor.
He immediately helped Natasha up. “Aunty, tell me about it.”
Natasha sniffled her nose. She immediately told Theo about the press conference.
“You’re Bethan’s friend, could you help me persuade her? Treat it as doing charity…”
Theo paused for a while. “Okay, I’ll promise you. I will bring Bethan to the press conference tomorrow. Can you stop worrying now?”
Natasha was stunned, then she was elated. “Thank you, thank you!”
“Don’t mention it.”
Theo smiled and sent her off. “Don’t you worry. We will attend the press conference tomorrow.”
“How are you planning to persuade me?”
When Theo sent Natasha off and returned back to Bethan’s office, Bethan had already picked up from where she left off and continued sketching.
“I’m not planning to clear Alice’s name, because she’s in the wrong. It’s pointless trying to clear her name.”
Theo smiled. “I wasn’t planning on letting you go help her clear her name.”
He yawned and turned to sit on the sofa. He looked a t Bethan calmly. “Just now you called to talk about Natasha and Joseph’s problem. I went to their place to have a look. Initially, I wanted to help them, according to what you say, to get a better place to stay in the name of charity. Guess what I saw?”
Bethan furrowed her brows. She stopped what she was doing and looked at Theo.
“I saw Joseph going to Blue Bay Villa. Not long after coming back from Blue Bay Villa, he was taken away by the ambulance. I casually followed them to Central Hospital. After a few rounds of socializing, the nurse secretly told me the truth.”
Bethan paused for a while. “How is he?”
“He’s faking it,”
Theo chuckled, “he is still doing great. He was faking the stroke.”
Bethan shut her eyes and laughed bitterly.
She knew it. In the end, Natasha and Joseph were still only thinking about themselves.
“So why did you still promise Natasha?”
“Of course, I had to.”
Theo winked at Bethan. “Since Joseph has been to Blue Bay Villa, Alice would know about the press conference too. I agreed that I would go to the press conference, but I never said that I was going to clear Alice’s name or Bethan’s name. Isn’t it exciting to let Alice be hopeful, waiting for you to clear your own name? Isn’t it interesting?”
Bethan looked at him helplessly.
“The mind of an artist sure is active.”
Bethan never intended to clear her name. If she had to clear her name every time someone spread rumors about her, she would be exhausted to death sooner or later.
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