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My Disabled CEO Stood up And Kissed Me novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235 She's Going to Do It Herself

Because of Caitlin, Brenna was obviously in a bad mood.

Natalie instantly remembered the hostility between the two that day.

Natalie didn't dare to ask more.

But she knew there was a feud between the two.

She thought it must be Caitlin who had provoked Brenna before.

Brenna pressed her lips and asked, "If it really has something to do with Caitlin, what are you going to do?"

"She is Ryland's younger sister," Brenna added.

"I won't let her off just because of her family background and identity!" Natalie's voice was firm. "Even if her backer is powerful, she must have soft spots after all. As long as I get the goods on her, I can deal with her."

Natalie sneered, "Caitlin is nothing! She just relies on the position of the Williamson family to be arrogant and overbearing. What contribution did she make to the development of mankind? Did she promote the progress of science?"

Natalie said word by word, "I'm sure I can lay a hand on her."

"Nat, just protect yourself well and don't play hardball," Brenna reminded Natalie.

"I know." Natalie smiled. "I'm not a reckless person."

...

"Caitlin is the actual controlling person behind the company that bid for Port Dove against Mr. Ramsey last time. But she didn't show up," Brock reported.

"Rocco is just Caitlin's lackey." Brock continued, "Helping her do all kinds of evil."

This time, it was also Rocco who got the case files in the name of the Cabinet Secretariat.

But the person behind this was actually Caitlin.

Caitlin was forty this year but had never given birth to a child.

She got her two children by other means.

She kept her figure and face in a good state, looking quite young.

Caitlin had a good reputation in the upper ten.

Especially in the circle of noble ladies, she was also a respectable figure.

She held a charity dinner every year and called on celebrities from all walks of life to donate money.

Last year, when there was a rainstorm in the south, Caitlin prayed for blessings without makeup. She was photographed by the media and instantly won a lot of favorable impressions.

"Moreover, she has a close relationship with Melvin recently," Brock said.

Natalie narrowed her eyes. "What's their relationship?"

"According to the investigation, they have probably been in love in their early years."

Natalie pressed her lips with a lot of dislike.

She thought, "Birds of a feather fly together."

"Sure enough, Melvin is involved in everything." Natalie sighed, "When do you think he will stop? Does he have to die before he can stop standing against us?"

When Natalie said this, her tone was calm, and it seemed that she was just complaining helplessly.

But Brock still caught the homicidal intent from her eyes.

This matter completely touched Natalie's bottom line.

Hurting Kendrick was something she absolutely could not bear.

She didn't want to ask someone to deal with the culprit but wanted to do it herself.

...

One day, Ryland had just returned to the Williamson Presidential Palace, when the secretary-general told him that Natalie, who treated Frank, came on time.

Because of Frank's illness, Ryland specially opened a green channel for Natalie.

This time, Ryland invited her over to ask about Frank's condition.

"I've been so busy recently that I didn't have time to go back. How is my father doing?" Ryland beckoned Natalie to sit down and then personally brought her a glass of water.

He thought Natalie had excellent medical skills. Since she saved his father, he naturally treated her as an honored guest.

Natalie took the glass and said, "Mr. Frank Williamson is currently in a stable condition. He only needs to go through another four weeks of acupuncture treatment."

"That's good." Ryland breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the clever girl, he said, "Nat, thank you for saving my father. I was just thinking about how to solemnly thank you."

Natalie said nothing.

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