Chapter 303 The Wounded Have No Say
The thought of his daughter being cured of her disease put a smile on Jason’s face.
“She’s a very brilliant doctor in her early twenties, which is incredibly impressive for someone of her age. I have just taken her in as my goddaughter today. Unfortunately, she left earlier because she had something to take care of. Otherwise, you would’ve been able to meet her in person. You could even have your future granddaughter-in-law compare medical skills with her!”
He treated Natalie as a member of his family and felt really proud whenever he talked about her.
It didn’t bother Kenneth that he wasn’t able to see that so-called brilliant doctor during his visit.
After all, he didn’t believe any doctor could be more brilliant than his precious granddaughter-in-law.
“That’s fine, we can always meet some other time. I’m just glad Yana’s all better now.”
“Yeah, you’re right.”
Jason and his wife then personally escorted Kenneth to the VIP lounge upstairs, leaving the young ones in the hall.
Yara was still standing rooted to the spot. She had never felt more relieved her entire life.
“Is this place a bit too warm for you, Ms. Nichols?” Yana asked while handing her a glass of champagne.
“No, not at all!” Yara replied with a smile as she took the glass over.
“Are you sure? You seem to be sweating a lot, though.” Yana chuckled while staring deeply at her.
Although Yara’s eyes looked extremely similar to Natalie’s, Yana still didn’t like her one bit.
Naturally, Yara noticed the hostility in Yana’s expression as well.
Unsure of why she was being so hostile toward her, Yara could only reply with a forced smile, “Oh, my… I didn’t realize that at all until you mentioned it, Ms. Weiss!”
Almost everyone in the upper classes of society knew how to put up an act, and it was especially common among women.
Yana wasn’t surprised by Yara’s response at all.
She hated women who pretended to be obedient and polite on the outside but were actually greedy and scheming on the inside.
Not wanting to waste any more of her time around someone she disliked, Yana said she was tired and left with Hans.
Yara’s smile vanished as she watched Yana disappear from sight.
What the f*ck? Who do the Weisses think they are? I bet Yana won’t even dare disrespect me once I marry into the Bowers family! Hang in there, Yara! You’ll achieve your goal for sure!
She thought to herself while gritting her teeth in anger.
Meanwhile, Samuel had chosen to take Natalie to a presidential suite in the Imperial Hotel as he figured the kids were already asleep at the Bowers residence.
“Put this on. I’ll bandage your arm afterward,” Samuel said while handing her a nightgown that he retrieved from the closet.
“Okay.”
Noticing that he was still standing there, Natalie frowned as she added, “I’m going to get changed now.”
She was hinting at Samuel to at least look away, but he simply walked up to her and grabbed her by the wrist as he said, “Go on, then. Get changed.”
“Samuel, could you at least…”
Samuel cut her off, “The wounded are in no position to make demands. Don’t worry, though. I’m not going to take advantage of an injured person.”
He had seen her body before, but she was either drunk or unconscious from her injuries on the times that it happened.
Getting changed in front of Samuel while being completely awake and alert felt incredibly embarrassing for Natalie. Her heart was pounding like crazy, and her face was burning bright red.
“Take it off now.”
“I-I think I’ll go change in the bathroom.”
Samuel couldn’t help but let out a helpless sigh when he saw that she had gotten the wrong idea.
“The blood from your arm has stained the dress. If you don’t let me help you get changed, you’ll risk tearing the wound open in the process.”
