Chapter 1163 Motherless Kids
Like a cub that had lost its mother, Sophia kept hitting and biting Samuel all over. Her emotional outburst prompted the other four to break down in tears as well.
Franklin, Xavian, Clayton, and Yumi all began wailing at the top of their voices. “You meanie! How could you not keep your promise?”
“Give Mommy back! We want Mommy back!” “I don’t like this! I don’t want Mommy to die!” Instead of explaining anything to the kids, Samuel simply stood there and repeatedly apologized, “I’m sorry… It’s all my fault…”
Of course, the kids didn’t actually hate Samuel. They just couldn’t accept the fact that Natalie had died. Jerome’s heart ached as he stood there and watched from the side.
Emma spent the most time around the kids, so seeing them cry their hearts out like this brought her to tears as well. Ms. Nichols’ death was so sudden… These poor kids lost their mother at such a young age…
Just like that, the five kids knelt before Natalie’s corpse and cried until they were exhausted.
Even then, they continued to kneel and refused to get up. While they were too young to understand what paying their last respects meant, they wanted to burn Natalie’s appearance into their memories as much as possible.
Meanwhile, at the Leitz residence, Helma had just received word about Natalie dying in prison.
Shock filled Helma’s eyes when she first heard about the news. Once the shock wore off, however, she let out a disdainful chuckle and muttered, “Heh… I can’t believe this woman actually broke under the intense interrogation and bit her own tongue to kill herself! And here I thought she would surprise me with some trump card up her sleeve… Tsk, tsk, tsk… This is such a disappointing ending!”
Of course, disdain wasn’t the only emotion she displayed.
Helma was also gleeful that Natalie’s life ended in tragedy.
Oh, Natalie… Did you really think you could succeed in life after humiliating me at the banquet? Look at where that has gotten you now!
With a smug grin on her face, she went downstairs to have the cooks whip up a seafood stew. Upon reaching the living room, however, she saw Geert sitting on the couch with a gloomy frown on his face.
Confused as to why he was acting that way, Helma called out to him, “Father?”
As Geert did not respond to her the first time, Helma called out to him again.
That was when he turned around and asked, “Did you hear about what happened?”
“Yes, Father. I have.”
“That was your doing, wasn’t it?” he yelled with a look of disgust on his face.
“What did I do, Father? That woman bit her tongue because she couldn’t stand the interrogation! I had nothing to do with that! Why are you so concerned about her? If you’re feeling lonely because of Mother’s absence, I could try to get you connected with young women!” Helma retorted.
Geert got up from the couch, walked up to Helma, and grabbed her by the throat.
“Father, what are you—”
“Your mother is not someone who can be easily replaced!” Geert yelled furiously while glaring daggers at Helma.
“Ugh…”
Helma could only struggle helplessly while gasping for air.
She couldn’t accept the fact that her father was choking her with enough force to kill her.
