Never See You Again

Dorothy had always been adept at reading the room. She put on a pitiful expression and said, “Ms. Ramor, how can you make up such things? When did I ever tell you any of this?” 

“You! You just said it They all heard you! Clara pointed frantically at the other socialites around her. 

However, none of the ladies seemed inclined to support Clara. 

Clara stood there, isolated, while Henry only stood beside her and dared not say a word. 

Maeve smiled. “I think Ms. Ramoz isn’t feeling well today. My reconciliation with Sergio was decided long ago. Perhaps Ms. Ramoz is still distraught over the recent loss of her child, which is causing her to speak irrationally.” Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

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“Larry, please drive Ms. Ramoz to the hospital. We wouldn’t want her to develop any lasting issues.” 

Maeve’s tone was gentle and polite, but everyone could see she was insinuating that Clara was mentally unstable. 

Henry defended Clara by saying, “I dare anyone to try and take my daughter!” 

Just then, the sound of a door opening interrupted them. A slender woman with delicate features stood at the entrance, wearing jeans and a T–shirt She looked out of place among the well–dressed guests. 

Upon seeing Henry, she ran to him with tears streaming down her face. She knelt in front of him and hugged his leg. “Dad! I finally found you!” 

Henry’s face darkened immediately, 

Nearby, Conner smirked as Maeve watched from the second floor. She raised an eyebrow at the scene as tonight definitely turned out to be quite eventful 

“Dad, I’ve been looking for you for so long. I finally found you! I’m Nathalie.. I’m Nathalie!” 

Nathalie’s tear–streaked face caught the attention of the media and photographers, who began snapping pictures. 

clara, undeterred, grabbed Henry’s wrist and pushed Nathalie away as she shouted, “He’s my dad! What are you doing? How did you get in here? Security!” 

security approached, but Conner stepped in to stop them. He walked over slowly, crouched down, and helped Nathalie to her teet 

“Let’s not jump to conclusions when things are still unclear now. Since everyone is here tonight, why don’t we let this lady finish what she has to say?” he said. 

Nathalie wiped her tears, looked at Henry, and said, “Dad, I’m your daughter. I’m Nathalle=” 

“Enough!” Clara interrupted coldly. “Just because you say so doesn’t make it true. I was personally found by Conner and brought to my Dad. We’ve already done a paternity test. You’re just here to cause trouble!” 

“Nothing is absolute. This young lady does resemble Mr. Ramez quite a bit, Conner remarked and turned to look at Nathalie. “Do you have anything to prove your identity?“” “Yes! A ring! Nathalie immediately pointed at Clara. “She stole my ring!” 

A nurmur of shock spread through the crowd.