Dumping Him for His Uncle (Natasha and Zachary)

Natasha wasn't stupid. Seeing Nicole's aggressive approach, she knew she had to remain vigilant and evade her.

However, the people standing beside her seemed to have coordinated their movements. They formed a wall with their bodies, trapping Natasha in place.noveldrama

Nicole had been waiting for the chance to get back at Natasha for the slap last time. Now, she finally had it.

As Nicole's hand drew nearer, Natasha braced herself, clenching her jaw and shutting her eyes tight.

If she only knew which lowlife was grabbing her hands, Natasha swore she would make them regret it.

A deep, resonant voice sliced through Natasha's thoughts, the question hanging heavily in the air. "Is this the Bradley family's way of raising their daughters?"

It sounded so familiar, too familiar. When Natasha opened her eyes, her gaze remained fixed on him.

Henry immediately rushed between them. Zachary furrowed his brows in disdain before swiftly releasing Nicole's wrist.

The force of his grip made Nicole stumble slightly.

Matthew quickly stepped forward, offering his support and muttering in frustration, "Uncle Zachary, what's going on? Why are you still protecting that woman?"

With his words, a sharp slap echoed through the room.

Matthew's lip bled where the strike had landed, showing how hard Zachary had hit him.

"Shut up! Do you even know who started all this? If you're unclear, I can play the video again for you to refresh your memory."

Zachary's words and actions spoke volumes, making it clear who was in the wrong.

Someone muttered, "So it's Matthew and Nicole getting together first. No wonder they're trying to twist the truth."

"Mr. Zachary usually doesn't get involved in these petty matters. Why is he supporting Ms. Natasha now?"

The whispers and speculation continued, but Natasha couldn't care less.

Zachary's broad back shielded her from the judgmental eyes, pushing the hostile glares away.

"This whole situation is embarrassing. The wedding can't continue like this. Uncle Steven isn't feeling well and won't be staying," Zachary said.

He pulled Natasha's hand and led her out of the banquet hall.

"Are you stupid? Why didn't you move out of the way?" Zachary snapped, clearly displeased, his grip tightening around her hand.

Natasha winced in pain before pulling her hand back, finally snapping to reality.

"Thanks. I was trying to avoid it, but Nicole wouldn't let me get away so easily," Natasha muttered, pouting.

She then asked, "Do you know who released the video?"

Zachary had taken care of all the evidence, so Natasha hadn't been behind it.

His expression shifted slightly, his eyes darting toward the two figures standing a little distance away.

"I'll have someone investigate. You... come with me to see Uncle Steven," Zachary said.

Earlier, Steven had looked visibly upset, and Natasha couldn't understand why she had to show up now.

"Forget it. I'll go when Mr. Foster Senior is feeling better."

"I'm not asking for your opinion. Come with me."

Zachary quickly pushed Natasha into the passenger seat without giving her a chance to refuse. She had no time to protest.

She had known for a while that she should visit Steven. He was the one who held the most weight in this marriage.

If it weren't for Steven liking her as a daughter-in-law, Matthew would never have agreed to marry her so easily.

After Natasha made a quick call to Liana and Owen, she finally agreed to go with Zachary to the Foster residence.

She had been there once before with Matthew, but it had been such a quick visit that she hadn't had time to take it all in.

The Foster family controlled the most significant economic power in Cendale, and their estate was steeped in history and exuded an old-world charm.

"Mr. Zachary, Mr. Foster Senior is waiting inside," the family doctor, Keith Mallin, said as he emerged from Steven's room.

He nodded at Natasha before leaving.

"Let's go inside. It's not the first time you've met him. Are you really nervous?" Zachary said.