Romans & histoires Natalie Black Cause Of Death

The doctor even issued a medical crisis notice back then. On that day, Natalie’s mother killed herself. The reason behind it was that she was the only match for Howard. To save her beloved son, she decided to use her life in exchange for his.

“Didn’t you hear? Cyrus took his life this morning. Guilt, I suppose.” The hall erupted. Screams. Gasps. Cries. Cyrus was gone?! My last thread of hope, my friend—dead. And I knew. I knew he didn’t take his life. He wouldn't have committed sucide for something he didn't commit. She did this. Natalie had him killed. "You murdered him!" I screamed, my voice raw. “You silenced him so no one could defend me!” Natalie laughed, a sharp, cruel sound. “Me? I had nothing to do with it. He died because of shame. Because of you.”

But Nathan shook him off. "You want to talk about misconduct?" Nathan's voice rose. "Alex Blackwood killed his wife. Everyone knows it. He was driving. They were arguing. He walked away without a scratch, and Lila died." The room went deathly quiet. Alex's face drained of color. Izzy stood up before she could think. "That's enough." "It's the truth," Nathan spat. "He's been playing the grieving widower for two years, but he's the reason she's dead."

RUBY’S POV I stared at the message until the words blurred. My hands trembled so badly I had to grip the edge of the kitchen counter to steady myself. The air felt thin. My lungs refused to cooperate. It didn’t make sense. Natalie Grey had been missing for years. That was what everyone said. Society columns claimed she had fled the country. Some whispered she’d married a foreign billionaire. Others hinted at a breakdown, a quiet institutionalization. But no one ever said she was dead.

It was too late for regrets. And as she clicked the delete button, she knew there would be no going back. After that James put a gun through her head and she fell, blood dripping on the floor. Natalie died.

I breathed, a million words rushing to my lips but none making a single sense. His breath sharpened as he heard the panic in my tone. "What happened? You're hyperventilating." "They— they took her. Natalie..." "Slow down. What are you saying?" Valen asked but the panic had entered his voice too as I heard him shuffling about. "Some men on black. They took Natalie away in a black van. She was screaming and crying and I ran after the van but I was too late and..." "No! No, no!" Valen said and then exhaled shakily. "Which direction did they go? Did you see anything else? Anything that can help us track them?"

Natalie was devasted by how Levi slap her with the truth. He can never love her the way she wanted. Never. And that is because of Patricia. If she hadn't come into his life, she would have the chance. He would have fallen for her. This is all Patricia's fault. "I'm going to kill you, b*tch!" Natalie screamed inside her car before stepping on the gas. She drove like a maniac until she reached the corner of Gonzalo's estate. Breathing deeply, Natalie calms herself and forces a smile. Today is the day that Patricia will die.

Natalie was feeling dizzy, she had lost a lot of blood, the pain in her leg was just so unbearable, and there were other scratches too in other places that she hadn’t paid attention to yet, but still, the stubborn woman persevered. She heard a faint growl behind her, and her heart sank. The black wolf had finished off her savior and was surely back to finish what it had started! She didn’t look back, scared that what had happened the first time would happen again, and so she limped away slowly, fighting the dizziness and exhaustion that threatened to claim her body. Natalie stumbled slightly, and her knees gave way under her. This is it, I’m going to die! She thought to herself— but her body

They could have died. Grey thought, anger slowly building inside him. He would make Natalia pay for trying to force him to have sex with her. When she didn't succeed, she had resorted to underhanded tactics by drugging his wine. He was lucky his brain had acted quicker before the drug did, or else he might have been in serious trouble. Not literally dead, but close to it. He knew why Natalia had been so desperate last night. She needed money. Blackmail was the answer she thought she knew. He checked his wristwatch and hurried out of his office with the briefcase in hand. Reaching his car, he opened the door, climbed inside, and drove out of the mansion.

Salto listened patiently. "Then I felt like a failure and went on to build mine. It fell that same year. Poor me." Natasha laughed again, this time her eyes brimmed with hate. "At this time, Queenie had problem with Jacobs. No, she has always had problems with him ever since her mother died." "Why?" Salto asked. "She believes he was the cause of her death. Lilith Knight died of pancreatic cancer but Queenie doesn't think so." Natasha replied. "None of us knows the actual truth. Jacobs and Lucian were the only ones in the country when she died. We were all sent abroad to school."