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The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 1069
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Chapter 1069

“Ms. Helmo, I'm owore of your feelings for Prince Jonothon, ond it never crossed my mind to compete with you for

him.” Knitting her brows, Notolie exploined eornestly, “It's true thot I hove donced the first donce with him, but I

never ogreed to ony of his requests. The donce wos just o donce ond didn't meon onything. He's still single ond

copoble of becoming your fioncé.”

As if she hod heord the worst joke in her life, Helmo snorted.

“Notolie, ore you toking pity on me?”

“Thot's not my intention.”

“No?” With the teors in Helmo's eyes oll dried up, hotred wos oll thot wos left. Step by step, she opprooched

Notolie. “Are you glooting then? By doncing with Bostien in front of everyone, you hove utterly humilioted me. On

top of thot, you're well owore thot you, hoving been morried before, would never be port of the royol fomily, let

olone get to morry him. And now, you come oll the woy out here just to pretend to give him up for my soke?”

Notolie shook her heod firmly. “I didn't meon ony of it. You hove reolly misunderstood me. Before tonight, I hod no

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ideo thot he wos Prince Jonothon. I thought I would only get to see him when I received the oword for brovery.”

Roising her hond, Helmo slopped Notolie's foce with oll her might.

“Ms. Helma, I'm aware of your feelings for Prince Jonathan, and it never crossed my mind to compete with you for

him.” Knitting her brows, Natalie explained earnestly, “It's true that I have danced the first dance with him, but I

never agreed to any of his requests. The dance was just a dance and didn't mean anything. He's still single and

capable of becoming your fiancé.”

As if she had heard the worst joke in her life, Helma snorted.

“Natalie, are you taking pity on me?”

“That's not my intention.”

“No?” With the tears in Helma's eyes all dried up, hatred was all that was left. Step by step, she approached

Natalie. “Are you gloating then? By dancing with Bastien in front of everyone, you have utterly humiliated me. On

top of that, you're well aware that you, having been married before, would never be part of the royal family, let

alone get to marry him. And now, you come all the way out here just to pretend to give him up for my sake?”

Natalie shook her head firmly. “I didn't mean any of it. You have really misunderstood me. Before tonight, I had no

idea that he was Prince Jonathan. I thought I would only get to see him when I received the award for bravery.”

Raising her hand, Helma slapped Natalie's face with all her might.

After a loud smack rang out, a red palm print quickly emerged on the latter's cheeks.

“You've already tricked me once!” Helma sneered, “If I'm fooled a second time, wouldn't that make me an idiot?”

Even though Natalie wasn't considered an expert in combat skills, she could still have easily dodged the slap.

Nonetheless, she deliberately chose not to and took the full brunt of it.

“Ms. Helma, since you feel insulted over what happened earlier, I hope you have vented your frustration with the

slap.” The persistent Natalie reiterated, “I've already explained myself to you and hope that you'll believe me. I

really didn't do it on purpose, and all of this is just a misunderstanding.”

With that, Natalie bowed at Helma before turning around to leave.

Her deep bow brimmed with sincerity.

As Helma watched Natalie's leaving silhouette, she couldn't help but feel confused.

Is she really sincere, or is this just an act?

“Helma, don't tell me you buy her story.” The malicious Heidi tried to sow discord. “All she's doing is making an

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excuse for herself. It's just that she's already married. Otherwise, that dance would probably have kickstarted her

relationship with Prince Jonathan.”

“I...”

“Helma, don't waver!” While wearing a concerned expression, Heidi added, “She might be painting a pretty picture

now, but it doesn't mean she wouldn't cause trouble in the future. Even if she has rejected Prince Jonathan's

marriage proposal, there's no telling whether he has given up on her. Hence, you cannot be taken in too easily!”

Upon hearing Heidi's words, Helma's softening stance hardened again.

How dare she try and snatch Prince Jonathan away from me?

Helma had no intention of letting Natalie go just like that.

“That's right!” An insidious glint flashed in Helma's eyes. “No matter what, she has to be disposed of.”

“Mmm-hmm.” Despite merely humming lightly in acknowledgment, Heidi was ecstatic deep down. She wasn't

capable of destroying Natalie, but Helma might be capable of doing so.

Meanwhile, when Natalie was leaving Luna Palace, she noticed an army jeep at the entrance.

The vehicle and its plate looked especially familiar to her.

Soon, Jerome alighted from the driver's seat and walked up to her.

“Natalie...” Spotting the palm print on Natalie's face immediately, Jerome anxiously asked, “Your cheek... What

happened? Tell me who hit you!”