Chapter 446: Chapter 446: I Want You to Meet Someone
A son sending a mistress to his father, letting Thea York intervene in his parents’ marriage?
What... what was going on?
A short distance away, a few members of the Lancaster family exchanged glances. A glimmer of delight flashed through Yvonne Lancaster’s eyes, and she immediately spoke up.
"Something like this actually happened? Nathaniel Sloan, this is wrong of you. Mrs. Sloan is your biological mother, after all. How is doing something like this any different from stabbing your own mother in the heart?"
Nathaniel asked flatly, "Is the Second Miss Lancaster standing up for a mistress?"
Yvonne replied without thinking, "What mistress? I’m speaking up for Mrs. Sloan—"
She choked on her words midway.
"Is that so?" Nathaniel had a half-smile on his face as he spoke slowly. "But to your Lancaster family, Ms. Jennings is the mistress you all hate the most. Isn’t that right?
"They say once a cheater, always a cheater. Back then, my father betrayed Ms. Miranda Lancaster. Now that he’s cheated again, shouldn’t the Lancaster family be happy to see this happen?
"So why does Ms. Yvonne Lancaster seem so eager to seek justice for Ms. Jennings..."
Nathaniel dragged out his words. "Could it be that Ms. Yvonne Lancaster has forgotten how her sister died?"
Yvonne’s expression changed drastically.
The surrounding crowd’s gazes toward the Lancaster family turned rather subtle.
Wait, that actually made a lot of sense.
Over the years, the Lancaster family had constantly declared that they had severed all ties with the Sloan family. They had also repeatedly expressed their disgust for Nathaniel, this "illegitimate son," while raising Theodore Lancaster, the "legitimate son" of Miranda and Ethan Sloan, to adulthood.
Given these circumstances, it was clear enough how much the Lancaster family loathed Ethan, as well as Laura Jennings, the mistress who had stolen the wife’s position back then.
So now, seeing the very mistress who had hurt Miranda suffer the exact same fate as Miranda did, why would Yvonne be sympathetic? Wouldn’t she think of her sister, who was so isolated and helpless back then?
Or could it be... those rumors were true? The Lancaster family had long been fraught with internal conflict. Yvonne hated Miranda, the eldest daughter, and the entire Lancaster family despised her... which was why they didn’t care whether she lived or died? Which was why they addressed Laura, a woman who climbed the ranks as a mistress, as "Mrs. Sloan"?
Yvonne’s face turned pale, then livid. It seemed she hadn’t expected that a single sentence from her would cause everyone to suspect the Lancaster family.
"Yvonne." Chairman Lancaster spoke coldly. "Keep your mouth shut. If you ask me, Laura Jennings brought this upon herself."
Yvonne curled her lips indignantly. What had she said wrong? Back then, it was obviously that bitch Miranda who couldn’t keep her man. How could she blame someone else for being a mistress? But today, Laura was completely set up by Nathaniel. How could the two situations be the same?!
Moreover, Nathaniel was the son of that bitch... The more Yvonne thought about it, the more indignant she felt. Just as she was about to speak again, Theodore suddenly coughed.
Yvonne jolted and immediately snapped back to her senses. She couldn’t lose her composure now. The Lancaster family’s plan wasn’t complete yet!
Laura was boiling with rage. "Fine, fine, fine! I wronged Miranda back then, and I deserve what I’m getting now! But Nathaniel Sloan, anyone else has the right to judge me except you! You have absolutely no right!
"Without me as your mother, would you have the life you have today? If I hadn’t become Mrs. Sloan, who knows where you would be scraping by as a wild bastard right now!
"How dare you scheme against your own mother with outsiders? I know you’ve always looked down on me, but I am your mother!"
The more Laura spoke, the more vindicated she felt. No matter what happened, as long as she firmly stuck to the claim that she was his mother, no one could say anything else. How did she know this was Nathaniel’s setup? Because she was his mother! Why could she recklessly berate Nathaniel? Because she was his mother! This was only right and proper. As for the truth? Who cared.
The bystanders thought about it and found it made sense. The bond between a mother and son was immutable. Regardless of what Laura had done, Nathaniel couldn’t deny that without her, he wouldn’t be part of the Sloan family.
Nathaniel remained unhurried, his pale eyes freezing cold. "Ms. Jennings... Are you certain that you are my bi-o-log-i-cal moth-er?"
He heavily enunciated the words "biological mother."
Laura wasn’t afraid in the slightest. Placing her hands on her hips, she said arrogantly, "Are you trying to say you aren’t my son? What a joke! The whole world knows that you, Nathaniel Sloan, are my illegitimate son! Do you still dare to deny it?
"If you aren’t my son, then you have nothing to do with the Sloan family. Get the hell out of the Sloan family this instant!"
Perfect. If Nathaniel insisted on cutting ties with the Sloan family, she could rightfully hand over Evernight International to Theodore! So what if the one at the helm of Evernight International was Nathaniel? As long as she insisted that Nathaniel repay the Sloan family for raising him all these years, and that repayment was Evernight International itself, wouldn’t that solve everything?
Laura bloomed with joy at the thought. She envisioned her biological son becoming the rightful heir of the Sloan Group in the future, taking everything that belonged to Nathaniel. Meanwhile, Nathaniel—the son of the first wife, the originally infinitely glorious eldest young master of the Sloan family—would be spat on and left penniless.
She thought, "Hahaha... Miranda, this is what you get for going against me!"
"Ms. Jennings, wake up. Stop daydreaming."
Estelle interrupted her beautiful dream with a smile, curling her lips. "Save your dreams for the night."
"You!" Laura suppressed her anger and sneered coldly.
"Nathaniel, I know what you’re trying to do. You just want to say you aren’t my son, but do you have proof?
"You’ve been my son for so many years. Now that you see your mother is of no use to you, you want to kick me to the curb. On what grounds?!"
Nathaniel replied nonchalantly, "Ms. Jennings, DNA technology is highly advanced these days. Doing a paternity test isn’t difficult."
"Ha!" Laura stood with her hands on her hips, completely carried away by her own triumph, her face screaming that she had this in the bag. "Who doesn’t know that you, Nathaniel Sloan, hold immense power? You can threaten whoever you want! Under your watchful eyes, who would dare speak the truth?
"The high-end equipment of several hospitals all goes through Evernight International. Would those hospitals dare to disobey you? Can anyone trust a paternity test result provided by you?"
Estelle clicked her tongue. It was rare for Laura to be this smart for once. Having good relations with hospitals was originally Nathaniel’s advantage, but after Laura twisted the narrative, it had become a means for him to commit fraud.
As long as Nathaniel brought out a paternity test, Laura could simply claim that he had threatened the hospital and the doctors. Even if they found the most professional institution and proved it legally, public opinion wouldn’t easily dissipate. After all, netizens often just followed the herd. Even when the truth was presented, many people only wanted to see what they wanted to see. When that time came, someone would definitely speak out against the injustice on Laura’s behalf. Even if Nathaniel had nothing to do with Laura, he would still be deeply troubled by the fallout.
It was exactly because Laura had grasped this point that she dared to act so unscrupulously. So, they had to come up with a foolproof plan. However, the only person in the world who could prove that Nathaniel was her son was Miranda, and Miranda was already dead.
"Ms. Jennings, there’s no rush," Nathaniel said, checking the time with a sudden smile. "How about this? I’ll let you meet someone."