Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 361 To Silence A Voice

Chapter 361 To Silence a Voice

After all, the day before yesterday, the old man had still been biased, and was very dissatisfied over her forcing Jessica to apologize.

Why was he acting like a completely different person today?

Natalia thought something was off and refused without even thinking about it.

But immediately after she refused the old man, Tracy had given her a call.

She didn't know Tracy that well, but because she was a bit closer to Wilson than most and Tracy was Wilson's wife, their relationship was slightly better.

Tracy had called her because she wanted to invite her to a spa.

That shocked Natalia even more.

Upon asking her, she found out that it was a chain that Tracy had opened herself. Apparently there was a new massage technique they'd introduced into the spa, and it was said to be very comfortable afterwards, especially for women's upkeep.

But she just had to invite her at such a moment.

Natalia realized it right away.

It must be that she'd declined Wilhelm's invitation to the Kawn house earlier, so the old man was having Tracy invite her instead.

Natalia was utterly bemused at how the Kawn family was busting out all the big guns. She had her doubts, but she didn't overthink it.

Since they'd gone this far, it would be in bad taste to decline and have them call her again afterwards, so she agreed.

That afternoon, the two arrived at a certain high-class beauty salon. After changing, two masseurs came in.

The two were in work clothes and masks. Natalia noticed one of their figures seemed familiar, but couldn't see their features clearly through the mask, so she wasn't sure who she was. She didn't overthink it, though. There was no way she knew anyone here.

The masseur's technique really was great. Ever since she'd jumped in the water that night, Natalia had felt a bit of a chill these past couple days. Knowing she'd probably caught a cold, she'd taken some medicine and was a bit drowsy.

Under such a good massage, she grew even more sleepy.

So, after a while, she actually drifted off.

She slept there, carelessly, without a clue of how much shock the person massaging her was feeling right now.

The spa treatment took well over an hour.

Tracy had woken her up.

She hadn't imagined that she'd be so comfortable she'd fall asleep and laughed a little embarrassedly.

Feeling that the service was great and the technique was excellent, she got a membership card and made an appointment for next time before leaving, satisfied.

She didn't see how her masseur changed out of the work clothes the instant she left and drove off from the other side.

At this moment, in the Kawn estate.

Wilhelm sat in his room, looking at the white-haired old woman before her.

"You're sure you saw the birthmark on her back? You're absolutely certain?"

The old woman was named Emma. She was an old servant who'd once been at Yvonne's side, and she'd taken care of that child for a while, so she knew the child's characteristics very well. Emma nodded. "Yes, I'm certain."

"And the hair?"

"I've got it too."

Emma said, taking a transparent little packet from her pocket. There were a few hairs inside.

Wilhelm's face was dark as he commanded, "Take it for a DNA test alongside Jessica Dawson's."

Emma nodded and complied, then raised her doubts after thinking about it.

"We tested Jessica's DNA in the beginning, too. I looked over it myself. There shouldn't be a problem. How can it be fake?"

Wilhelm released a cold chuckle.

"They might have done something in the process, or there might be some other secret. Anyway, check it all over again. This time, oversee every step personally and don't give anyone any chance to interfere. Make sure the results are authentic. Understood?"

Emma nodded hastily. "Understood."

At that moment, a servant's voice came from outside.

"What are you doing standing here, Madam Jessica? Why aren't you going in?"

The pair inside jolted and exchanged a glance, their expressions shifting subtly.

Wilhelm gestured at Emma and called lowly, "Is it Jessica?"

The door to the room was pushed open from the outside and Jessica entered.

She held a box of tea leaves in her hand, beaming, "Your door was closed so early in the day, Grandpa, I thought you weren't there. Turns out you were inside!"

Wilhelm shot her a piercing look.

Jessica wore a face of innocence as she glanced at Emma. Noticing their strange expressions, she asked curiously, "Have I said something wrong?" Wilhelm rumbled, "Did you hear anything outside?"

"I haven't heard anything. Were you discussing something I wasn't supposed to hear?"

Looking at her confused and innocent expression, Wilhelm frowned severely and, after a moment, believed her in the end.

"All right. It's nothing. Did you come over for something?"

"Oh, I heard you wanted to have golden tips last time, and a friend gave me some this morning. It's peak quality, so I rushed over to give it to you!"

The old man looked at the tea leaves she was offering and nodded. "I appreciate it."

Jessica beamed. "Since you've got business to talk with Emma, I'll take my leave."

"Sure."

...

Jessica left the room and her expression darkened instantly.

It wasn't that she didn't know Natalia was Yvonne's real child.

Clara had told her that secret a long time ago.

Back when Natalia had tried desperately to retrieve her mother's memento, she hadn't known that the seemingly regular necklace was that memento. Clara had caught wind of the secret by accident and switched the necklace, swapping the sapphire for a ruby.

Then she'd arranged for Jessica to take on that identity in Natalia's place.

But this secret had always been hidden well. She thought it'd never come to light.

But it had been revealed this soon!

Jessica sneered.

Natalia, Natalia, Natalia. Why did she just have to be so irritating?

She hadn't really thought of killing her. After all, she didn't want the trouble.

But no matter where she was, she got in the way. In Julio, in Eqitin as well.

By what right did Natalia get born a high and mighty noble lady, and Jessica was meant to be trampled in the dirt?

A test, eh?

What point would there be to the test if she was dead?

If that was the case, then she could just be gone from the world of the living!

So that eyesore would finally get out of her way forward.

Jessica smiled a sinister smile and took out her phone, dialing a number.

"Our secret's out. Now we need to discuss how she's going to die!"