Chapter 665 Tell Her Everything
The young woman’s voice was silvery and soft, but the words she said jarred Diane’s ears, leaving the countess stunned.
Nikolai’s throbbing headaches were not a new occurrence, but he had never made it known to the public. He loathed the unsolicited attention on his health condition.
Only Nikolai’s close friends and family were privy to this knowledge, along with his personal bodyguards.
“Who are you?” Diane questioned, thoroughly confounded.
Natalie replied cordially, “Lady Diane, nice to meet you. I am Natalie Nichols, the chairwoman of Dream Corporation.”
“You…” Diane’s eyebrows knitted together as she tried to process the information. “You’re Natalie?”
“That’s right,” Natalie confirmed, a small playing on her lips.
Diane was floored.
Her eyes darted between Natalie and Yara as she tried to make sense of the situation.
“What’s your name?” Diane asked frostily, her eyes settling upon Yara.
Gone was the warmth in Diane’s gaze, and its place was cold distrust. Diane subconsciously loosened her grip on Yara’s hand as she reverted to being the lofty countess that was feared and respected.
Yara felt like she had plummeted from cloud nine.
Wasn’t Lady Diane just treating me like an old friend just now? She even said that she wanted me to be her daughter-in-law! Why did her attitude shift so suddenly?
Yara gnawed on her lip.
“Why aren’t you answering me? I’ll ask just once more. What’s your name?” Diane’s imposing aura was no different than that of male royalty.
Yara felt her heart skip a beat, and she replied timidly, “Lady Diane, I am Yara Nichols from Dexmed Pharmaceutical.”
“I beg your pardon,” Diane said, her tone far from apologetic. “I have trouble recognizing faces, so I mistook you for someone else. Do enjoy the rest of the banquet.”
The woman that looks exactly like the girl from my memories is not called Natalie. Instead, Natalie is the average-looking girl in the white suit. And both of their surnames are “Nichols?”
Although Diane stayed out of the complicated royal politics, living in the palace meant that she was exposed to the environment regardless. Despite her confusion, Diane was quite certain that the lady in the white suit was the person she was looking for.
“Lady Diane, I…” Yara tried to explain herself.
However, Diane paid her no heed and instead turned to Natalie. “Do you mind if we have a quick talk?”
“Sure,” Natalie agreed with a polite nod. She then trailed behind Diane to the premium lounge next to the banquet hall.
In the lounge, Diane scrutinized Natalie with a frown. “Natalie… Your name is Natalie, and you know that my husband gets migraines, but you look nothing like the Natalie that I remember!”
“Lady Diane…”
As she spoke, Natalie peeled off the hyper-realistic mask to reveal her real features.
Natalie was a carbon copy of Yara. With her exquisite features, sparkling eyes, and impish grin, she was a stunner.
At this point, Diane was positive that the lady before her was who she was here for.
“Y-You look perfectly fine. Why do you need to wear something like that?” Diane asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“It was to hide my identity before, but I eventually got used to it,” Natalie answered with a nonchalant shrug.
Frowning, Diane muttered, “Well, how am I supposed to find you with that hyper-realistic mask on? I even mistook someone else for you and told her things she shouldn’t have known! In hindsight, I messed up pretty badly.”
Diane’s distressed state piqued Natalie’s curiosity.
“Lady Diane, if I may ask, what did you tell Yara?”
With her hands covering her face, Diane mumbled through her fingers, “What else could I have said? I told her that Yohan is still into you and that he’s a goner. I told her everything.”
