Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 73

Amanda, on the other hand, was seething with rage.

She held Nathaniel forcefully and began to act up.

“You are my son! How can you not help me and instead side with this bitch! Are you really going to watch her torture your sister and me to death? How could you be so heartless?

Listen, she can’t just walk away like that! You need to do something!

Otherwise, I will no longer consider you my son!”

As his mother tugged at his sleeve, Nathaniel remained composed.

He stood still and let her rebuke and beat him.

Amanda’s anger grew when Nathaniel stayed silent, and she directed her frustration towards Lucinda, charging at her.

Nathaniel then turned his attention to the servants who were watching the chaos unfold.

“She is not feeling well.

Take her to her room and call the family doctor over immediately.

”

Flynn and some servants swiftly obeyed Nathaniel’s orders, forcefully escorting Amanda back to her room.

They also took Vivien to her room.

The other servants started tidying up the mess that was made.

As the commotion settled, only Nathaniel, Lucinda, and ten black-clad bodyguards remained outside the villa.

Nathaniel’s gaze was fixed on Lucinda, causing her to feel uneasy and look away.

“I’ve decided to simply punish them a little because you helped me the other day.

I have proof and could have sent them straight to jail,” she explained, pulling out the proof she had gathered.

“I’ll keep it just in case they try to mess with me again.

”

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Nathaniel couldn’t help but smile at her slyness.

She was like a little fox right now, tricky and brutal.

Lucinda was confused by his smile.

What was so funny?

Her face became cold and threatening.

“You’d better keep an eye on them and ensure that they are of good behavior.

If they should try me again, I will make sure you pay the price as well.

”

Then she left with her bodyguards.

Nathaniel then walked through the mess on the ground to Vivien’s room.

The family doctor was already there, examining her injuries.

Amanda had calmed down by then and was quietly weeping as she sat on the edge of her daughter’s bed.