Chapter 2: Request

In everyone's eyes, she smiled. "You're not my sister. If you're dead, please stay away." "Otherwise, it'll cause me a lot of trouble." After saying this, Natalie Silvestre turned and left. Everyone in the room was angry. Harkins Phyllis sat directly on the ground, clutching her chest and taking deep breaths. "I must have offended God at some point, or how else could my own daughter be like this?" Saying this, she stood up, supporting Winniesa Silvestre's arm, and picked up the cup rack next to the table and rushed towards Natalie Silvestre. Natalie Silvestre heard the wind behind her. She let go of the doorknob. With a thud, the metal cup rack hit the door. An ancient iron door instantly showed a scratch. Natalie Silvestre's eyes darkened. She couldn't imagine what would happen if the cup rack hit her head. And it was her mother doing this. Her own biological mother. Natalie Silvestre's eyes grew colder. "Although I'm not in great need of a mother anymore, your favoritism should still have limits." "Don't forget, when I was five, you lost me." After Natalie Silvestre finished speaking, she opened the door directly. Many well-dressed people surrounded the castle, each one carrying weapons at their waists. Winniesa Silvestre's scream sounded. "Ah! The Duke of Fergsac is angry! He must be angry, he's coming for us!" The whole castle echoed with Winniesa Silvestre's screams. Natalie Silvestre tapped her ears, reprimanding absent-mindedly, "Keep it down! If you keep yelling in my house, I'll have them shoot you on the spot." Natalie Silvestre's attention was on the convoy ahead, frowning slightly. It was strange that these fully armed people appeared at her doorstep. Especially her assistant, Will, was running over, looking worried. Natalie Silvestre raised her hand to signal him to stop. It would be embarrassing for the assistant to see the current scene. The assistant instantly understood and stopped in his tracks. Winniesa Silvestre's voice changed from screaming to sobbing. "Sister, are you going to hit me? If it makes you happy..." Natalie Silvestre frowned slightly, meeting Winniesa Silvestre's tearful eyes. Before Natalie Silvestre could speak, Saul Egbert was already standing in front of her. "Natalie Silvestre, I know you're biased against Winniesa, but it's not her fault." "The one at fault is the one not loved." Natalie Silvestre squinted, carefully examining the man in front of her, then spoke. "You and Winniesa Silvestre are indeed a perfect match. You have no morals, and you're very malicious, just like her." "What Winniesa Silvestre said earlier was very vague. She hoped everyone would misunderstand that the engagement has been around since I was born, that you've been together since childhood, and I'm the third party." "It's just a misunderstanding." Saul Egbert instinctively retorted. Natalie Silvestre sneered loudly and left. "I've wasted enough time on you guys." Assistant saw Natalie Silvestre move, and immediately ran towards her. He was tall, wearing a well-fitted suit, and exuded a sense of killing once he started running. In a few breaths, he had already reached Natalie Silvestre. There was no more worry on his face, only gossip. "Duke Fergsac, who are those people?" "Did we turn off your phone because of them? I was worried sick, so I called everyone I could find." "If you need it, we can arrest them immediately." Natalie Silvestre looked at her assistant helplessly, patting him on the head. "You're too happy." "Get the security, have them throw these people out, and investigate how they got into the castle." After Natalie Silvestre finished speaking, she got into the car. Winniesa Silvestre didn't know she would be thrown out soon. She watched Natalie Silvestre's back, lowered her eyes, and concealed her satisfaction. "Mom, why would sister have anything to do with these people?" "Did she learn bad things while wandering outside?" "She even lied to us just now, saying she's the Duke of Fergsac! It's so scary, I wonder what kind of environment sister grew up in!" Her eyes revealed the care and determination she had practiced in front of the mirror before: "In the future, I must give my sister lots of love and care!" As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the sunlight in front of her blocked. She looked up and saw a group of security guards in uniform, looking fierce and menacing. Then, her mouth was covered, and her head was covered with a hood. On the other side, Natalie Silvestre sat in the back seat, watching her assistant on the co-pilot's side, who would rather twist himself into a rope than talk to her. "Dr. Fergsac, you're amazing! The experiment actually succeeded!" "All the journalists know it's because of you, so the experiment that was planned to be completed within five years was successful in just one year, so they all want to talk to you. The higher-ups want to hold a press conference, so they asked me to ask for your opinion." Natalie Silvestre nodded absent-mindedly, holding the phone she just got from Will. "I have no objections. Let me know when you've confirmed the time." The man had messaged her about it half an hour ago. Natalie Silvestre pinched the bridge of her nose with her eyes closed, feeling a headache coming on. She wasn't interested in blind dates to begin with. But this person was Kenneth's teacher. Fourteen years ago, it was the teacher who picked her up from the snow and found her a very good foster parents. Moreover, she had promised the teacher a long time ago that if the experiment succeeded, she would meet the teacher's son. Natalie Silvestre sighed helplessly. "Will, go to my golf course." Will looked surprised at Natalie Silvestre, but nodded anyway. Probably because he gave his phone to Natalie Silvestre, Will kept talking to her. "Doctor, don't you dislike playing golf? Why are you meeting there?" Natalie Silvestre looked up at him, expressionless. Will instantly fell silent. Until the car arrived, he didn't say a word. Natalie Silvestre hadn't even gotten out of the car when she saw someone carrying a golden golf club standing at the door.