Chapter 842 Return to the Rightful Owner
Marjorie hesitated for a moment. She knew she could not voice her thoughts. Otherwise, Natalie might think she was a malicious person. In the end, she stood up and said, looking fierce and ready for a fight, "I'll go with you!"
Natalie smiled helplessly. "Grandma, I'm just going to talk, not fight. Don't worry. Besides, we're on our own turf; I won't lose."
"But Oliver isn't home. As a grandmother, of course, I have to support you," Marjorie reasoned, "The Hastings family's old man is here as well. If he insists on recognizing you, you'll be at a disadvantage without support."
Natalie was speechless.
…
Liam, always thoughtful, arranged for the Hastings family to be in the same reception room as last time.
When Natalie and Marjorie arrived, Caleb and James were sitting on the sofa. Three cups of coffee sat on the table in front of them. The aroma of coffee rose with the mist.
Samuel stood by the window smoking, watching Natalie, with her pregnant belly, being escorted by a servant. He hesitated, quickly put out his cigarette, and subconsciously waved his hand in the air to disperse the smoke before realizing how foolish his action was. He and Natalie made brief eye contact. Her expression was as calm as still water. He understood that Natalie had no feelings toward the Hastings family, including him.
Samuel turned back to face the others.
Caleb and James watched as the pregnant Natalie, and Marjorie with her silver hair walked over.
One was slow due to pregnancy, and the other due to old age. Each was accompanied by a servant, and they looked quite harmonious.
"Natalie!" James stood up excitedly.
Caleb was stunned when he saw Natalie. She resembled his late wife too much! Previously, he only felt that Natalie bore a resemblance to his late wife by about sixty or seventy percent. However, now that she was pregnant, the resemblance was uncanny! He did not doubt now that she was his granddaughter.
"Natalie..." Caleb stood up trembling, his voice tinged with a hint of tears.
Natalie subtly furrowed her brows. She did not like this kind of scene, especially seeing an old person cry. She now realized that Marjorie's concerns were not unfounded.
"Hello, I heard you have something to discuss with me," Natalie said as she sat down on the sofa with the help of a servant. She looked like she only wanted to deal with the matter and not have any further contact as she added, "Let's just get straight to the point, shall we?"
"How many months pregnant are you now, Natalie?" Caleb asked excitedly, looking at her belly. After all, the child in her belly was his great-grandchild, and he had yet to have a great-grandchild!
Natalie instinctively protected her belly, feeling a sense of repulsion from Caleb's almost greedy gaze.
Natalie instinctively protected her belly, feeling a sense of repulsion from Caleb's almost greedy gaze.
"Caleb, this is my child from the Windsor family. What does it matter how many months pregnant she is?" Marjorie's tone was sharp.
"How can you say that? Natalie is the daughter of our Hastings family!" Caleb insisted eagerly.
"Natalie's surname is Watson. How did she become the daughter of your Hastings family? The daughter of your Hastings family is the one in prison; have you forgotten?" Marjorie retorted, on the verge of losing her temper. She turned to the servant and said, "Take Natalie out for a walk."
She had some harsh words to say.
"Grandma, just say what you need to say. I don't mind," Natalie said calmly, "I know what's right and wrong. Moreover, this matter concerns me."
Marjorie nodded, knowing that Natalie was sensible. She could trust her.
"Caleb, if you've forgotten, let me remind you. Back then, you, along with your son and grandson, were in this very place you're sitting in now, and saw Natalie forgive your granddaughter, Susan! What did your beloved granddaughter do to Natalie back then? She conspired with your son's wife and almost killed my granddaughter!"
Marjorie grew angrier as she said. "I'm curious, how can you have the audacity to come here and show your face?"
Meanwhile, Samuel thought to himself, 'What does that have to do with me? I haven't done anything wrong from start to finish, and now I'm being scolded for no reason, being lumped together with the unreasonable Hastings family.
He felt really wronged!
"You! You!" Caleb was furious, unable to form a complete sentence for a moment. "I won't talk to you!"
Then he turned to Natalie with a smile and said, "Natalie, I'm your real grandfather! In the past, your father and I wronged you, but we didn't mean it! You won't blame us, right?"
James nodded in agreement as he chimed in, "Natalie, can we make it up to you? You'll have parents and a home in the future. You'll be the princess of the Hastings family, and no one will dare to look down on you."
Samuel, who was standing at the side, rolled his eyes several times. Based on their words, it was clear they were going to fail today. It seemed like they did not even know that no one dared to look down on Natalie now.
"I don't blame you," Natalie said. Then, Samuel, James, and Caleb looked at her in surprise as she continued, "After all, I never considered you as my father and grandfather, so what's there to blame?"
"You! You!" Caleb was very angry, unable to form a complete sentence for a moment, "I won't talk to you!"
"Natalie!"
"Natalie, don't be silly!"
Natalie extended her right hand, which was clenched into a fist. Then she unclenched it, revealing a teardrop pendant hung on a red string.
"This was given to you by your grandmother! You wore it when you were little, and it's still here!" James took the pendant excitedly, tilting his head to examine it as he said, "Natalie, you're really the daughter of the Hastings family! Look, there's the Hastings family mark on this pendant!"
Caleb was now crying uncontrollably.
When the Hastings family's daughter was kidnapped and returned, she did not have this pendant around her neck. At that time, the Hastings family thought it had been stolen or lost and did not pay much attention to it. Who would have thought that the child with the pendant had been swapped?
"This pendant was originally a pair; you lost one, and this was given to you again," Caleb sighed and said, "This was originally your brother's. He loved you so much that he gave it to you."
Samuel, who was suddenly mentioned, glanced at Natalie.
Did he love Natalie when they were young? He did not think so.
Back then, young boys enjoyed teasing their sisters—however, it had to be said that if they did not like their sisters, they would not bother teasing them.
"Since it belonged to Samuel, let's return it to its rightful owner today."
As soon as Natalie finished speaking, James, Samuel, and Caleb's expressions changed immediately.
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