My Heart only Beats for You novel Chapter 1335

"He knows, but he's willing to do anything for Selina, even if it means sacrificing himself. It's useless for us to keep such a distasteful man like him around." Reid's tone was filled with disdain,

"What are you planning to do then?" Caroline asked.

Reid's gaze fell on Caroline as he said, "Those who betray me will only have one end," he paused, giving her a meaningful look, "Death." His voice was cold and had a note of finality in it.

Caroline was shocked at his words.

Francia was having a feast in the Whitlock family villa.

Natalie had the kitchen to serve Francia some noodles while they waited.

However, Francia was displeased.

She turned to Natalie and said, "My dear niece, didn't you marry a rich man? How could you just serve me with just a bowl of noodles when you live in a house like this?"

Natalie was speechless.

"Aunt Francia, I was worried that you might be hungry," she explained.

"I'm not that hungry, I just want to save some space for delicious food." Francia waved her off.

She lowered her voice, "My dear niece, just serve me those high-end delicacies, I heard that the rich always have abalone or caviar on their table."

Seeing how eager Francia was, Natalie heeded her request and informed the kitchen to prepare those dishes.

Francia indulged herself once the meal was served.

She acted like someone who had been starved for a decade, stuffing herself with everything that was served on the table.

The table was a mess when she'd finished her meal.

Francia was extremely satisfied with the meal and hinted at Natalie, "My dear niece, take a look at my clothes. They are so tattered compared to yours, I am ashamed of them."

Natalie immediately understood what she meant.

"Aunt Francia, I have tons of clothes that I have yet to wear. You are welcome to take any one of them," she assured Francia.

The housekeeper had always stocked her closet with the latest designer clothing. She had too many to choose from that some still had their tags on.

Francia made a long face when she heard Natalie's reply. "My dear niece, how could you let your aunt wear something that you had discarded. I am your father's sister!" she exclaimed.

Natalie tried to pacify her, "I didn't mean that. They are all brand new clothing that I have yet to wear."

Francia remained silent but her face reflected her displeasure.

"I'll bring you out to buy some clothing then," Natalie suggested.

It was only then that Francia was satisfied. She said, "My niece really is the best."

Natalie took Francia to a shopping mall nearby.

As Francia was dressed like someone from the countryside, most of the salespeople had no interest in serving her.

Francia, on the other hand, made no effort to keep a low profile.

She often pointed at Natalie and boasted, "This is my niece, she had married into a rich family and is now living in a large villa with many servants waiting on her. She's here to buy me clothes."

Natalie was once again left speechless.

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

Two hours later, Francia finally stopped.

She would only pick the most expensive clothing in each store regardless of whether it would fit.

On their way back, Natalie said, "Aunt Francia, would you like to stay with me for a while?"

She wanted to know more about Francia, who was James' sister.

Although Francia's behavior was somewhat obnoxious, she tried to suppress her feelings.

She convinced herself that Francia was the sister of her late father.

Her father was the best person in the world, so his sister should also be somewhat like him.

Francia's eyes flashed with emotions.

She nodded. "Of course!" she agreed wholeheartedly.

Liselle and Saoirse arrived at the Perry family villa.

Selina and Matthew had yet to return.

Prine was immediately on high alert when she saw them.

"Why are you all here?" she asked.

Liselle announced proudly, "Miss Saoirse is here to visit Mr. William. Do your job and open the door for us."

Erine blatantly refused.

She quickly phoned Matthew.