An Affair With The Ceo (Natasha and Jared) novel Chapter 361

Chapter 361

Chapter 361

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Natasha rushed to Whittier Manor, her heart racing with urgency. As soon as she walked in, she spotted Roxanne Jounging on the couch, sipping coffee. A maid was kneeling next to her, painting her nails.

When Roxanne saw Natasha, her brows immediately furrowed. “What are you doing here?” She shot Natasha a/look full of disgust.

Natasha was expressionless. “I’m here to see Dad,” she said:

Now that she had discovered Dorothy’s failed collaboration was due to the Whittier family, she had to confront her father to find out the truth.

Roxanne let out a dismissive snort when she said, “If I remember correctly, you were already thrown out of the Whittier family.” To Roxanne, Natasha was nothing more than a homeless mutt now and no longer had the right to set foot in Whittier Manor.

Natasha’s expression was cool. “If it were up to me, I wouldn’t even bother coming,” she said.

Roxanne’s expression faltered. She snapped, “Then why are you still here? Get lost!”

Natasha shot back, “I’m out of here right after seeing Dad.” With that, she headed straight for the stairs.

“You!” Roxanne glared daggers at Natasha’s back view. “This brat doesn’t even care about me anymore. Just wait until you’re done talking to Bernard. Let’s see how I deal with you, Roxanne fumed inwardly, her eyes narrowing with malice.

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Upstairs in the coffee room, Bernard was seated at the coffee table, dressed in a vintage blue robe, his gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose as he read a book of poetry.

Natasha pushed open the door to the coffee room and walked up to him. “Dad…” she started, but before she could continue, Bernard glanced at her, signaling her to keep quiet.

A subtle, oppressive tension filled the spacious coffee room, radiating from the coffee table. Natasha caught herself and held back the words she was about to say. She stood there, and without his permission, sitting was simply out of the question.

Bernard treated her as if she were invisible. He busied himself with boiling water and preparing the coffee, paying her no mind at all. The only sound in the coffee room was the water as he brewed coffee; not even the wind dared disturb the

silence.

Natasha remained quietly standing. Bernard had always loved coffee and poetry. He always acted like a cultured gentleman, gentle and humble on the surface. But deep down, he was a scheming and sly businessman. When it came to his daughter, he never hesitated to be harsh.

The coffee pot came to a boil. A faint aroma of black coffee filled the air. He took a sip, but his brows furrowed in

| dissatisfaction. Without a second thought, he poured the entire cup of coffee away.

He kept brewing, starting over again without hesitation, until he was finally satisfied. By that time, Natasha had been standing at his coffee table for over an hour.

Bernard acted as if she didn’t exist, his attention never wavering from brewing coffee. But Natasha knew it was all intentional. He was deliberately making her stand there as a punishment. This wasn’t the first time Bernard had punished her like this.

In fact, he had been treating her like this ever since she was a kid. Whenever she dared to “disobey,” she would face the family’s harsh punishment. If she ever tried to challenge Joelle or Collin, she would face the same ruthless punishment.

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Chapter 361

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This time, the fact that she dared to go against her father’s orders and refused to help Harley spy on Jared made her a family traitor in Bernard’s eyes, a black sheep he couldn’t wait to punish. Making her stand there was just a small taste of his punishment.

Now that Bernard had set his sights on Dorothy, Natasha knew this was only the opening act, just the warm-up before the real trouble started. If she didn’t put a stop to it in time, the worst was yet to come.

Natasha’s legs felt like dead weight; she had been standing so long, she could barely feel them anymore. At last, Bernard broke the silence. “Got something to say?”

Natasha pulled herself together and fodded. “Yeah,” she said.

Bernard took a sip of the coffee he had just brewed, the one he was finally satisfied with. He asked, his tone cool and indifferent, “What is it?”

Natasha locked eyes with him. “Every deal my best friend Dorothy tried to make blew up lately. Are you sabotaging her?” She didn’t beat around the bush; she went straight for it.

Bernard shot her a cold, dismissive glance. “I have no idea who this Dorothy is…”

Truth was, he barely knew anything about his youngest daughter at all. All he had done was instruct his assistant, Darren, to think of a way to pressure Natasha into helping Harley spy on Jared so their partnership with the Rundell family could continue.

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