Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1813

Chapter 1813: Your mother is a fool

Meeting Nathalie Zorken for the second time was unlike the first.

In Zoren’s original timeline, their meeting was brief. Only a few words were exchanged before gunshots echoed in the air. But in this timeline, here they were, seated across from each other, the steam of hot, aromatic tea wafting through their nostrils. Cupcakes, muffins, and other snacks adorned the table, making it look like a casual meetup.

The only things that hinted this wasn’t just a casual tea time were the armed men surrounding the pavilion and a strange, faint yet distinct, foul stench in the air.

Zoren fluttered his dark eyelashes, meeting the same dark eyes mirroring him.

Across from him sat a middle-aged woman who showed no signs of aging. There were no visible wrinkles or fine lines, and her hair was styled in a retro pin-up victory curl. Red lips, a naturally contoured small face, and a distinct beauty mark on her right eyelid completed her look.

A timeless beauty, indeed.

It was just that this beauty was barely skin deep. Inside, she was as rotten as she was beautiful.

"Zoren." Finally, Nathalie spoke, her dark eyes studying the young man across from her. "Surely, Naylani is terrible at coming up with names. Zoren—Zorken—and here I thought she loathed the Zorken Family."

Zoren didn’t answer, just stared at her.

Even in this lifetime, she was telling him the same thing she had initially said in their previous life, only under different circumstances.

The corner of Nathalie’s mouth curled into a smirk. "I suppose you already knew all the lies I told you."

His mouth remained a thin line.

"Bold of you to come here all alone," she continued as she reached for the teacup in front of her. "I wonder where this confidence comes from? Is it because you carry the memories of the past?"

She paused, her teacup hovering just before her red lips, her eyes gazing at him over the rim, her brow arched.

"Or is it because you think the result in this timeline will be the same as the first one?" she added before taking a leisurely sip.

Zoren still didn’t answer, remaining quiet. A smile took over her face as she placed her cup down, leaving a bit of her lipstick on the porcelain.

"I didn’t know you came here just to look at me," she humored. "Why? Do I remind you of your mother? Are you wondering what it would be like if she were here instead of me?"

Nathalie nodded at him. "Out of the goodness of my heart, I’ll offer you my ear. You can say everything you wanted to tell your mother. I promise I won’t tell anyone."

Still, Zoren said nothing. Not because he didn’t know what to tell her, but because what he wanted to say had already been told in their first life.

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