Chapter 437 Showdown

• Natalia pressed her lips together. She didn’t cry prettily or thank Mike; instead, she looked at Amanda coldly.
• “Sister, you have parents too. Your mother, Aunt Cleo, is here. If my mother were alive, you wouldn’t get to comment on my private life! If I had a father, I too would have been a pampered eldest daughter. Too bad I don’t have your good fortune. If I’m trash, then what does that make my father?”
• Her words were aimed at Mike. He had been absent from her life from birth until she turned eighteen, never fulfilling a day of responsibility. Now he hid behind his position, letting his eldest daughter bully her.