Chapter 829

Nathalie's eyes were bloodshot, and the gentleness that once defined her face had twisted into something almost frightening. Conner had hidden her away by forcing her to live in the shadows. While Clara, right in the heart of the city, had stolen everything from her—her father, her name, everything that should have been hers. Seeing Nathalie now, Clara was overcome with guilt and instinctively backed away. She never imagined that Nathalie was still alive, let alone that she would be standing right in front of her. Clara's face went pale as she stammered, "I-It wasn't me… I didn't mean to take everything from you! You were just unlucky! "Even if you were alive, Dad wouldn't acknowledge you! You're nothing but a prostitute! The Ramoz family would never accept someone like you as their daughter!" Nathalie's fists tightened at Clara's words. "Yes, I was a prostitute, but that doesn't give you the right to steal my identity or my life!" Nathalie turned to Maeve and pleaded, "Ms. Sco