The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 137 Heartache and Revenge Part One Charlotte reached forward and gently took Natalie's wrist, wiping off the foundation on her skin. The needle marks beceven more visible and clearly exposed now.

Her tears fell uncontrollably.

Natalie was shocked to see Charlotte cry. Today, she had explicitly used foundation to cover the needle marks on her arm.

These marks were tiny and weren't very noticeable after stime.

But Charlotte was so perceptive, perhaps because of their deep mother-daughter bond, that she immediately noticed.

While treating Natalie's palm wound, she spotted them right away.

"Honey." Charlotte's voice was choked with emotion. William also noticed, and his expression darkened like storm clouds.

Without a word, he dialed Hector's number. "Hector, where are you? Bring the blood extraction tools." "Got it, Dad." Hector already had the tools in the car and didn't ask why. "I'm almost there." "Alright." William hung up the phone, stood up, and kicked Diana hard in the face. "You venomous woman! You beast! You despicable excuse for a human being!" He never insulted women. On the contrary, he had always been respectful and tolerant toward them. But someone like Diana wasn't even worthy of being called a woman-she was no better than a beast. Even if Natalie wasn't her biological daughter, how could she draw that much blood from Natalie? Earlier, they had only heard the term "walking blood bank" and hadn't truly understood it. But now, seeing the needle marks on Natalie's wrist, they could finally grasp just how much blood Natalie had been forced to give over the years under Diana and Victor's control.

The term "walking blood bank" had now beca horrifying reality.

William and Charlotte felt their hearts ache intensely.

As parents, they had spoiled Emma since she was little. They never owed her anything, but in exchange, their biological daughter had suffered so much pain and torment at the hands of Victor and Diana.

At this moment, Charlotte couldn't help but blGrace.

Wasn't she supposed to love Natalie the most? Why hadn't she stopped Victor and Diana from draining Natalie's blood? Once or twice might have been bearable, but these needle marks were countless.

Charlotte gently stroked Natalie's wrist, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Seeing her like this, Natalie wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak.

She had kept these needle marks as a way to draw a clear line with Victor and Diana when they tried to manipulate her emotionally.

But she hadn't expected it would make Charlotte so upset.

"It's fine," Natalie said, her cold voice softening slightly. Although she didn't know how to comfort Charlotte, she still spoke up. "It doesn't hurt anymore." "Nat, these needle marks... aren't recent, are they?" Charlotte held Natalie's hand. "Did they make you give blood again before Selena chome?" Natalie nodded. "Yes." Charlotte closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. "How dare you! Diana, you're really something!" By the end, her words were filled with biting anger.

Diana had realized they knew Selena's whereabouts, and there were still three days before Selena chome. She feared that once she drove Natalie away, no one would be left to give her blood. So, she guilt- tripped Natalie into going to the hospital and drawing a significant amount of blood.

Even though Diana didn't need blood transfusions after her condition improved, she still demanded that Natalie donate and store the blood.

She was afraid that if her illness relapsed and she needed blood, by then Natalie might have already been sent away.

Upon seeing Charlotte's furious gaze, Diana instinctively felt guilty and scared.

"Natalie, Mom is still lying in the hospital. You brought us here because you want her to wake up and find no one by her side, right?" Diana dared not look Charlotte in the eye, even more afraid of William's phone call.

What they intended to do by bringing the blood extraction tools was self-evident.

"The blood you owe Natalie must be repaid." Charlotte stood up. "Stop trying to change the subject, and don't use Mrs. Langley Senior to manipulate her.

"Mrs. Langley Senior loved Natalie but also turned a blind eye while you and your husband used her as a walking blood bank for years. Did she really love Natalie?" Charlotte's gaze turned cold as she looked at Victor and Diana. "Did the Langley family go bankrupt? Can't you afford hospital blood anymore? Why does it have to be my daughter's blood?" Her words shocked Victor and Diana. Their faces went from pale to green, and the color drained completely. "Nat, didn't you ever have doubts?" Charlotte turned to Natalie. "Didn't you wonder if Mrs. Langley Senior really couldn't stop them?" Natalie's expression changed slightly. It was unquestionable that Grace had cared for her.

When she was younger, Diana and Victor had forced her to give blood to save Diana, and Grace had stopped them. But Natalie couldn't bear to see her constantly argue with Victor and Diana.

Back then, she still called Victor and Diana "Dad" and "Mom".

She couldn't stand to watch them fight every day, so she had agreed to donate blood willingly.

Later, as tpassed and her health remained fine, Grace had stopped opposing it.

Meanwhile, Victor and Diana had grown even more relentless. Natalie kept quiet about it because she didn't want to worry Grace.

However, Charlotte's words also reminded Natalie that if Grace truly wanted to stop it, would she have been unable to? At worst, she could have just moved out. Diana could have always found blood somewhere if she wanted to save her life.

If it were a matter of life and death, how could they not use hospital blood? But Grace hadn't done that.

Natalie didn't dare to think further. She feared that seeds of doubt would take root in her heart if she did.

While she was lost in thought, the doorbell rang, and Hector's voice cfrom outside. "Father, Mother, I'm here." "Mason, go open the door." "Yes, Father." Mason hurried to open the door.

William gently placed his arm around Natalie's shoulder, his voice firm and filled with pressure. Nat, don't be afraid. I make this black-hearted couple, who took so much blood from you, pay it back double today.

"Hector is a doctor. He knows how to make someone wish they were dead without killing them g them Nay, it's our fault.

We weren't there by your side. We didn't know you were switched at birth. If we had known, we would have cfor you immediately." His eyes reddened as he spoke. "I'm sorry. Your mother and I found out too late. But thankfully, it's not too late to make things right."

"Natalie, I posted your information on the family search network." At this moment, Victor was truly afraid. He realized that Natalie's biological parents and her brothers were not people to be trifled with. He steadied himself, standing up and looking at Natalie with a heavy gaze. "We raised you. At least we deserve credit for our efforts. Who knows what your fate would have been without the Langley family? "Think about what kind of life Selena lived after being sold. She was beaten, insulted, forced to do unspeakable things, and almost didn't survive.

"So, Natalie, don't feel wrong just because you donated sblood for Diana. Without the Langley family, your fate would have been far worse than Selena's. You might not even have survived to grow up."