Chapter 6 Even His Disdain Is Breathtaking The video played . +10 Free Coins On screen . Sharon , dressed in a red riding outfit , yanked Natalie's hair and slammed her head against a rusted pipe . Blood streamed down from Natalie's lashes like a curtain of crimson . " You filthy bitch . You stole eighteen years of my life in luxury . You should've died , Natalie ! " She kept slamming Natalie's head again and again . Natalie crumpled like a rag doll . Her eighteen - year - old back was already torn to shreds - raw , bloody , barely human . But Sharon raised her crocodile - skin whip again and cracked it through the air . " Go to hell ! " " Ah ! " The pain wracked through Natalie's body . She screamed , trembling violently as she curled in on herself . She crawled forward , dragging herself toward Quincy's embroidered hem . " Mom , please ... please save me . You raised me for eighteen years . We were mother and daughter for eighteen years . That has to count for something . I swear I'll be good to you . I'll be the best daughter ever , I promise . " Blood and tears blurred her face , but Quincy didn't even flinch . She wrinkled her nose and took a step back , silk slipping from Natalie's hands . Fiddling with her bracelet , as if the scent of blood offended her , Quincy said calmly , " Natalie , if it weren't for you , our real daughter wouldn't have spent eighteen years out there suffering . If you truly care about us , then let Sharon vent . " " But I'll die like this ! Mom , she'll kill me ! " Natalie's voice shook , raw with fear . " Then die . That's your fate , " Quincy said coldly . " As long as my daughter is happy , I don't care what happens to you . " She turned to Sharon with a gentle smile . " Sharon , there's plenty of time . You can beat her more later . Don't tire yourself out before our family portrait session . " Sharon snorted and tossed the whip aside . " Fine . I'll finish her off after the photos . " She took two steps , then paused and turned . " Hey . I heard salt water disinfects wounds . Bring a whole bucket of sea salt and dump it on her . She won't 1/3 7:29 pm PD Chapter 6 Even His Disdain Is Breathtaking 0191 +10 Free Coins die from that - and I'll get to keep her around longer . Plus , it'll leave scars . I want this bitch to remember for the rest of her life that she was born to be my punching bag ." " No ! Please , no ! Mom , don't let her do this to me ! " Natalie tried to crawl away , but she had no strength left . The butler pinned her easily . The salt water poured over her shredded skin , and her scream tore out of the screen like a blade . Everyone in the room recoiled . Jensen's fists clenched tight . His eyes burned with shock and guilt . He remembered her just like that - half - dead , covered in wounds - when he'd found her . But it had been Sharon all along ? How could she ? He ripped his arm out of Sharon's grip , eyes as cold as steel . " It was you ? " " No ! No , it wasn't me ! That video is fake ! " Sharon was panicking . How ? There were no cameras in the basement . How did that bitch get a recording ? She couldn't let Jensen hate her . The Summers family needed the Luke family's money . She couldn't let Jensen feel anything for Natalie . She pointed at Natalie and shrieked , " She faked it ! We never had surveillance down there ! She made this video to frame me and my mom ! " " Yes ! Sharon's telling the truth ! " Quincy stepped forward , eyes gleaming with venom . " Natalie , I raised you like a princess for eighteen years ! Even when we found out you weren't really our daughter , I still let you live with us . But you couldn't stop sleeping around . We had no choice but to send you away . And now you're spreading lies ? What did I ever do to deserve this ? " Her eyes glistened with fake tears . Everyone turned to Natalie . But Natalie had known . She knew five years ago - Quincy didn't care about her at all . Now , watching Quincy throw her under the bus to protect Sharon , Natalie wasn't surprised . She laughed coldly . " Madam Quincy , you're right . There wasn't a camera in the basement at first . But do you remember that night you went down there alone to retrieve something and fell ? No one noticed until I went to look for you and pulled you out . After that , I installed a pinhole camera without telling anyone . Just in case it happened again ." 2/3 7:29 pm PD . Chapter 6 Even His Disdain Is Breathtaking Quincy's face paled . +10 Free Coins She remembered - vaguely . She'd gone to get something precious in secret , not wanting the staff to see . She'd fallen . She'd really thought she might be stuck there all night . But Natalie had come for her . Natalie had saved her . And Natalie had always treated the Summers family well . Sharon saw the flicker of guilt in her mother's eyes and quickly grabbed her hand . " Mom , she's lying , right ? You're the lady of the house . There's no way you'd go down to the basement alone . She's making it up , right ? " Quincy looked into Sharon's panicked eyes and caved . " Yes . Natalie is lying . I've never been in that basement . A place like that isn't where someone like me would ever go . " Natalie's fingers dug into her palms . Her nails pierced skin , grounding her in the pain . What now ? This mother and daughter were so shameless . If they refused to admit the truth of the recording , how could she prove that everything she endured was real ? Then a deep male voice rang out . " Is that so ? Then why don't we ask your butler to confirm what really happened ? " The light from the chandelier seemed to freeze . The crowd parted like water . He stood tall - six - foot - two - with a presence like a blade unsheathed . His brow cast shadows over eyes dark as deep pools . But a solitary beauty mark near one eye cut through the cold like a scar . When his gaze swept over Natalie's scarred shoulders , his throat bobbed in a motion so sharp , it made her chest tighten . Power radiated from him like smoke . And yet , a faded tattoo curled beneath the cuff of his sleeve . As a single stray thread brushed his lapel , he calmly dusted it away . The gesture - so effortless , so disdainful - was enough to make every flashbulb in the room stutter and lose focus . He was the kind of man whose disgust was more breathtaking than most men's love . 3/3 7:29 pm PD Chapt