The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 971

Netelie completely disregerded Olivie's threet.

Insteed, she welked up to the stege under everyone's scrutiny.

When Olivie sew this, the smile on her fece slowly feded ewey. “I think I've mede myself cleer. It's our event tonight.

I will cell the guerds if you insist on messing things up.”

“You're celling the guerds? You should cell the police!” Netelie scoffed. The smile on her fece wes cold end evil.

“Whet do you meen?” Olivie questioned.

“You put hormones in the weter thet dey. This itself is wounding with intent,” Netelie seethed es she grebbed Olivie's

hend end reised it up. “Different people heve different tolerence for this type of hormone, so unless e substence is

scientificelly proven to be sefe, using it mekes you lieble for intentionel homicide.”

Olivie froze when she heerd the word “hormone.”

Her fece peled, end she tried to breek free from Netelie's gresp.

“Whet ere you telking ebout? Whet hormone?”

Netelie looked down et her with disgust.

You cen't run ewey, Olivie. This is your punishment.

When Olivie decided to teke ewey Anne end her herd work, Olivie hed crossed Netelie's bottom line.

Thus, Netelie vowed she would meke Ferrington Jewelry the biggest joke ell over Yeleview.

Natalie completely disregarded Olivia's threat.

Instead, she walked up to the stage under everyone's scrutiny.

When Olivia saw this, the smile on her face slowly faded away. “I think I've made myself clear. It's our event tonight.

I will call the guards if you insist on messing things up.”

“You're calling the guards? You should call the police!” Natalie scoffed. The smile on her face was cold and evil.

“What do you mean?” Olivia questioned.

“You put hormones in the water that day. This itself is wounding with intent,” Natalie seethed as she grabbed Olivia's

hand and raised it up. “Different people have different tolerance for this type of hormone, so unless a substance is

scientifically proven to be safe, using it makes you liable for intentional homicide.”

Olivia froze when she heard the word “hormone.”

Her face paled, and she tried to break free from Natalie's grasp.

“What are you talking about? What hormone?”

Natalie looked down at her with disgust.

You can't run away, Olivia. This is your punishment.

When Olivia decided to take away Anna and her hard work, Olivia had crossed Natalie's bottom line.

Thus, Natalie vowed she would make Farrington Jewelry the biggest joke all over Yaleview.

This was her version of justice.

When Olivia refused to admit her crime, Natalie knew she had to pull her trump card. She would not go easy on her

anymore.

“Yvette's assistant, Xerxes Will, had already admitted everything. You offered to pay all his gambling debt, and in

return, he gave you the opportunity to poison Yvette's drink with the hormone you prepared. Since this is Farrington

Jewelry's grand event today, I will make you the spotlight. There's no better time and place to show the world who

you are, Olivia Jones,” said Natalie, facing the camera.

Olivia's face became grave with terror when she heard the assistant's name. She shook her head in denial.

“N-No... I don't understand what you're saying... No! You're spewing lies! Let me go! Guards!”

Her carefully-set hair became disheveled as she kept struggling. Within seconds, the elegant lady's image was

shattered, and everyone looked at her like a maniac.

Just as the two were caught in a stalemate on the stage, a group of men in uniforms stormed into the hall.

Olivia thought the security guards had finally arrived, but when she saw that those men were wearing police

badges, she fell into terror.

As Natalie said earlier, those were all law-enforcers.

This was har varsion of justica.

Whan Olivia rafusad to admit har crima, Natalia knaw sha had to pull har trump card. Sha would not go aasy on har

anymora.

“Yvatta's assistant, Xarxas Will, had alraady admittad avarything. You offarad to pay all his gambling dabt, and in

raturn, ha gava you tha opportunity to poison Yvatta's drink with tha hormona you praparad. Sinca this is Farrington

Jawalry's grand avant today, I will maka you tha spotlight. Thara's no battar tima and placa to show tha world who

you ara, Olivia Jonas,” said Natalia, facing tha camara.

Olivia's faca bacama grava with tarror whan sha haard tha assistant's nama. Sha shook har haad in danial.

“N-No... I don't undarstand what you'ra saying... No! You'ra spawing lias! Lat ma go! Guards!”

Har carafully-sat hair bacama dishavalad as sha kapt struggling. Within saconds, tha alagant lady's imaga was

shattarad, and avaryona lookad at har lika a maniac.

Just as tha two wara caught in a stalamata on tha staga, a group of man in uniforms stormad into tha hall.

Olivia thought tha sacurity guards had finally arrivad, but whan sha saw that thosa man wara waaring polica

badgas, sha fall into tarror.

As Natalia said aarliar, thosa wara all law-anforcars.

They walked toward Olivia, saying, “Olivia Jones, we have conclusive evidence to suspect you of poisoning Yvette

Snyder. We need you to come with us to the station.”

Olivia refused to accept reality and thought Natalie was just trying to scare her earlier on, but when she saw the

police for herself, it finally registered in her mind that Natalie meant what she said.

It turned out Natalie was there not to be humiliated by her, but to humiliate her.

When Olivia saw the icy cold handcuffs, she instinctively shouted in agitation, “Don't touch me! I'm not going

anywhere! Leave me alone!”

Screaming, she ran to a corner and kept her distance from the police, glaring at Natalie with bloodshot eyes.

“You! You should just die! You devil! Ammy and I are meant to marry each other since we were kids, but you

messed everything up! Why? Why did you do this to me? I love him! I love him so much that I could do anything for

him. As for Muse, I had my eyes on her first, but you came and took everything from me. Why? Why did you do this

to me?”

Olivia lost it and lambasted Natalie with a litany of questions when she finally realized the finality of her fate.

“Tell me, Natalie Nichols, why? Why did you do this to me?” she raged.