Susan's jaw was still on the floor, so she could not answer the man.

Harrison then shifted his focus to the folder. "What's so shocking about it? Give it to me."

Susan leapt to her feet and hid the folder behind her when Harrison tried to take it.

"No, you can't look at it!" bellowed Susan.

Harrison furrowed his brows at her reaction.

"If she's not showing you, then let me tell you what's inside, Dad," sneered Natalie.

"You shut up!" Susan's pupils constricted in horror as she tried to stop Natalie, but the stepdaughter paid her no heed at all.

"Inside the folder is evidence that Susan hired robbers and assassins!"

"What?" Harrison's wrinkled face twitched in disbelief when he turned to Susan. "Tell me. Is that true?"

"Of course not! How can it be true?" Susan denied it immediately but could not hide the fear and guilt written all over her face.

Harrison's heart sank because the wise old man could easily tell that his wife was lying. "Give it to me."

"No."

Susan continued to resist, but Natalie squinted at the folder before snatching it from her stepmother. "Here you go." Natalie offered her father the folder with both hands. After glancing at the smiling Natalie, Harrison took the folder.

"Harrison, please!" Susan started to panic.

Harrison ignored his wife and went through the documents in the folder. When he was done, he took a deep breath and pointed his shaky finger at Susan. "You vile woman! How dare you!"

Not only did Susan make deals with gangsters, but she also got those hooligans to rob Natalie. When they failed to do that, they even tried to suffocate her. This is unforgivable! Natalie's my daughter. Even if she doesn't like her, that doesn't give her the right to kill!

Susan's lips trembled in terror when she noticed how furious her husband was. "She made me do it, Harrison. I wouldn't have done those things if she didn't blackmail me for three million. She left me no choice!"

Susan tried to blame it all on Natalie, so the stepdaughter crossed her arms and sneered, "I admit that I did take three million from you, but you should know why I did it. Would I have done such a thing if your distant cousin didn't harass me?"

"Distant cousin?" Harrison narrowed his eyes when he heard the words.

A glint flashed across Natalie's eyes before she nodded vigorously. "Yup! Susan sure knows how to treat her cousin. She just got him a Bentley of several million two days ago."

"So that's why you asked me for the five million. You told me it was for investing in Ms. Gale's beauty salon, but actually, you wanted the money to buy your cousin a car." Harrison angrily pointed his finger at Susan's nose.

Susan guiltily looked away. "Well... That's because he's my cousin."

"That's generous of you! You know our family is going through a tough time now, don't you? I squeezed out that five million for you because you told me that Ms. Gale's was running a lucrative beauty salon business!"

"That's not even the main point, Dad," interrupted Natalie before giving Susan a half-smile. "The main point is this cousin of hers. Why would she suddenly have a cousin? I thought she didn't have any relatives left."

"You're right!" Harrison was reminded of the fact.

Susan's face turned even paler and quickly came up with an excuse. "That was what I thought too, but then the man found me and told me that he's my uncle's long-lost son. Harrison, you know that I don't have any relatives left on my side, so it's only reasonable that I want to show some appreciation to my only cousin, right?"

"I guess so." It made sense to Harrison, so he nodded in agreement.

Susan breathed a sigh of relief before turning to glare at Natalie.

Instead of exposing Susan, Natalie just smiled at her stepmother, for she decided not to inform her father of his wife's affair just yet.

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