Chapter 349
That day, Natalie told Mike about the so-called last hope, the security footage, just to see what he’d do. After that, she started keeping tabs on him, watching his every move. She even followed him out to a villa on the edge of town, staying out of sight while she watched from the window, straining to hear what was going on inside. It didn’t take long for her to realize she’d been right all along.
Later, after Camila and Eric dumped Mike—unconscious and barely breathing—into the sea and sped off in their yacht, Natalie was already on her own fishing boat, quietly moving in. She pulled Mike from the water. He was in shock, barely alive, but she got him to the hospital in time.
When Mike woke up, everything started coming back to him. He knew Natalie had set him up, but he also knew she’d saved his life. Compared to Camila, his anger toward Natalie felt like nothing. He hated Camila. He hated her for everything she’d done.
So, he struck a deal with Natalie. He’d tell her everything about Camila’s past. No more secrets.
“Of course you wanted me dead,” Mike said, walking right up to Camila. His eyes were darker than she’d ever seen. “If I was gone, no one could expose you p>
“Me and Kenneth were friends. You wanted to get rid of him, so you seduced me. You kept dropping hints, pushing me to help you. I figured out a plan, and you had me use my contacts to bribe his doctor. You wanted his death to look like an accident. Camila, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten all that p>
He barely raised his voice, but every word dripped with cold contempt.
Camila’s face went white. She stared at Mike, panic in her eyes. “You’re lying! None of that happened! You’re just trying to blame it all on me! It was you!” Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on.net
Mike just kept smiling, cruel and calm. “Did you really think I’d help you do something like that and not cover myself? I saw this coming. I recorded everything. You begging me in bed, asking for my help. It’s all on tape. All I have to do is send it to the cops, and you’re finished p>
Camila swayed, looking like she might faint. Her mouth opened, but she couldn’t get a single word out.
“Is it true?” Eric’s voice broke
through the tense silence. He
sounded like he was barely holding it
together, his anger and disbelief
mixing together you fold me
forced you. That he threatened you. Was all of that a lie p>
Camila looked at Eric, terrified and lost. “Eric, I p>
“So you did use me. You lied to me. Didn’t you?” Eric’s face twisted with pain and disappointment, like his whole world was falling apart. His fists clenched as he glared at her. “You dragged Natalie down these stairs on purpose. The miscarriage… you never cared about our baby, did you? Framing Natalie was all you wanted p>
The only thing anyone could hear was Eric’s voice echoing in the room.
Camila shook her head, desperate. “No, that’s not true. I really wanted to be with you If Alexander was out of the way, we could have left all of this behind p>
“Stop it.” Eric’s shout was sharp and final. “You’re still lying. Even now p>
Natalie felt her whole body tense. She never imagined the baby was Eric’s. It was all Camila’s scheme from the start. Natalie glanced at Alexander. He didn’t look surprised at all. His eyes stayed glued to the knife at Natale’s throat, worned Camila might snap and do something terrible.
Bruce was in shock too. “Alexander always thought the baby wasn’t his. Looks like he was right p>
His face turned hard as stone. He stepped forward, grabbed Eric by the collar, and shook him. “Eric Bailey! How could you do this? How could you betray Alexander like that p>