President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 249 She Wants the Truth

The next day, Natalia received a call from Elsa.

Jessica’s arrest was big news, so naturally, the Dawson family was aware of it.

Even last night, they’d caught wind of the arrest even earlier than Shawn. They’d wanted to gauge the

Miller family’s reaction at the time, so they’d held their horses for the moment.

Then they found that the Millers weren’t just leaving Jessica in there, but when asked about it, they

were even saying that Jessica deserved what she’d got with the crime she’d committed.

With the Miller family caught up in the mess, the board of directors utterly shaken and the Kalaneige

sponsorship they’d paid a fortune for lost to the wind, they were letting her off easy.

It would be kind enough of them to let her go so easily, so why would they even think of some way to

bail her out.

Henry had even told them that if Jessica got out unscathed, that was fine, but if she really had NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

committed a crime, the Miller family was definitely not going to protect her.

By that point, Shawns’ marriage with her was out of the question. They needed a divorce.

The Dawson family was outraged. Clara had even shattered her teapot out of rage and pointed at

Henry, speechless.

Finally, with the Miller family turning their backs on them, the Dawsons could only leave helplessly.

They’d only just left the Miller household when they headed to Star Entertainment.

Natalia had received Elsa’s call because the Dawsons were raising a ruckus there.

Plenty of outside media had come, and with all the celebrities working at Star, this wouldn’t be good for

the company or for other celebrities if it went on.

So Elsa was forced to take a risk and call Natalia in secret, asking her for a plan.

Natalia thought about it, then said, “Give her the phone.”

Elsa’s eyes widened in shock.

“Is that… all right? There’s so many reporters out there.”

“It’s fine. Call her to the side. Remember, get her alone. If even one extra person is there, don’t give it

to her.”

Elsa thought about it and agreed.

She called Clara to Natalia’s office alone, then locked the door and gave her the phone.

“Take it!”

Clara was astonished. She didn’t think they’d really put her in contact with Natalia. Looked like the

ruckus worked.

Thinking that Natalia was afraid of her, she took the phone and in thoroughly unpleasant tones, said,

“Damn brat! You know fear after all, do you? I thought you’d have the guts to stay hidden.”

Over the line, Natalia frowned.

She really didn’t know why this old woman thought that she could still speak to her on such a pedestal

after so much had happened.

She scoffed.

“Looks like you still haven’t considered who has the advantage here, taking such a tone… it’s a little

uncomfortable to hear. How about we chat another time?”

Clara blinked.

Only then did she realize that it’d been difficult even getting this call today. She couldn’t let this chance

slip.

So she reined in her temper, refined her manners, and said, “Fine, we’ll leave those words. Talk! Why

did you frame Jessica? And how would we get you to show your face? Don’t think I don’t know that you

haven’t gone missing at all. You’ve just hidden yourself away to ruin my Jessica!”

Natalia’s face fell, her gaze dimming.

My Jessica?

A long time ago, she’d been their Natalia too.

Memories rushed in like a tide. She didn’t understand it. Clara and Philip had been so good to her

before. Three generations of the family living together in contentment.

Then Aleena and Jessica had shown up and everyone had changed.

With her mother gone, she’d gone from the beloved granddaughter to the abandoned granddaughter.

Tossed aside like a useless pawn, nobody would even look at her straight.

But it didn’t matter now.

Maybe she would have cared before and chased after the reason, but she understood now that some

things happened for no reason.

She didn’t care anymore.

Thinking of that, she took a deep breath and growled, “If you want me to appear and clear Jessica’s

name, it’s not impossible.”

Clara held her breath and asked nervously, “What do you want?”

“I want her and Aleena to confess the truth behind how they arranged my mother’s death!”

“What?”

Clara jumped.

Her face changed. “What truth? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You’ll get it. If you ask them in person, for Jessica’s sake, I believe Aleena won’t hide anything from

you. You’ve only got the one chance. You’d better take it.”

With that, Natalia hung up.

On the other end, Clara was still dazed.

She hadn’t thought that Natalia would have wanted that, of all things.

Faintly pale, cold sweat ran down her back.

She knew!

She knew everything!

How could it be?

They’d been so secretive back then. Everyone who knew was either dead or had left Julio. How could

she have found out?

Clara was stunned.

Seeing her distraught look, Elsa didn’t know what Natalia had said to her to get her in such a state.

But she didn’t ask about it. She simply sent them out and said, “Well, that’s enough of your ruckus.

Mrs. McCarthy really isn’t here. If you keep making trouble here, I’m really going to call security, so

please hurry up and leave! Don’t keep this farce going until it gets ugly. It won’t look good on any of

you.”

Philip didn’t think much of Natalia, so he naturally didn’t think much of Elsa, who worked for Natalia,

either.

He was about to retort when Clara stopped him.

Seeing something was off, Aleena whispered, “What’s wrong, mom?”

“Nothing.”

Clara shook her head, looked at the media outside, and said mildly, “Let’s go back. We’ll discuss things

back home.”

With that, they finally left.

Elsa waited until she was sure that the group had really left before calling Natalia.

Natalia simply told her not to worry, then gave her some more orders concerning the company and cut

off communication.

The Dawson household.

The atmosphere inside the living room was unnaturally still. Everyone sat there without speaking.

Clara had already gone over the phone call and Natalia’s request.

That was the cause of this eerie silence.

Philip sat there, face tight, eyes like a bloodthirsty wolf, gleaming with a cold, cruel light.

Aleena clenched her fingers and said, voice trembling, “We can’t give up on Jessica no matter what. If

she really goes to prison, her life is ruined. I can’t sit by and let that happen.”