Chapter 142 Revenge for Her
Natalie thought about how, after her son's accident, not a single person from the Young family came to visit.
Later, whenever they ran into anyone from the Young family, the Youngs would avoid them.
People are selfish. Though she didn't approve of the Young family's ingratitude, she could understand it.
She understood they didn't want to marry their beloved daughter to a cripple.
Just like herself, she wanted her Amelia to marry the best man possible.
So even though things were like this, they still didn't ask the Young family for anything, nor would they deliberately make enemies with them.
But after the Richardson family went "bankrupt," not only did Felicity refuse to help, she mocked them again and again.
She really wanted to tell them that the Richardson family was doing just fine!
But she couldn't.
Once she told them, all the plans she and her husband had made would fall apart, with unthinkable consequences.
So every time she was humiliated in front of Felicity, she could only endure it.
Until today, when Amelia got revenge for her.
It felt so good!
This was the first time in ages that Natalie felt relaxed and happy when facing the Young family.
Her precious daughter truly was her blessing.
Amelia could feel Natalie go from tense earlier to completely relaxed now.
Mission accomplished. She smiled and took Natalie's arm, then turned to Felicity and said, "Mrs. Young, we'll be going now. You should finish shopping early and go back to take care of your nephew. He needs someone to look after him right now, in case he can't think straight and tries to kill himself."
"You—"
Felicity's face darkened.
She wanted badly to slap Amelia hard across the face.
But reason told her she couldn't lay a hand on Amelia.
At least not now.
The incident with Efrain made it clear that Samuel really intended to protect Amelia, and that she couldn't have a conflict with the Richardson family.
So she could only swallow her anger and stare hard at Amelia. Amelia ignored Felicity and left with Natalie.
"Damn bitch! You'll fall into my hands sooner or later!"
Felicity ground her teeth in anger.
The saleswoman was startled by Felicity's twisted expression.
But thinking about how she hadn't met this month's sales quota yet, she gathered her courage and asked, "Ma'am, should I still wrap up this bracelet for you?"
Felicity was about to say "no" instinctively.
She never planned to pay for Natalie anyway—she just wanted to upset her.
The Richardson family people always acted like victims, making outsiders call her daughter a bitch behind their backs.
Marriage takes two willing people.
Tessa never loved Liam in the first place—it was Liam who liked her one-sidedly.
Why should it all be blamed on Tessa in the end?
Playing the hero, did Liam ask Tessa if she needed him to save her?
What if Liam hadn't stepped in that day—maybe nothing bad would have happened to Tessa anyway.
She wouldn't give Natalie this bracelet.
Natalie didn't deserve such an expensive gift now.
But then, thinking about how she was also here to pick a gift for someone, Felicity took the bracelet and looked at it again.
She had to admit, Natalie did have good taste.
This bracelet was delicate and unique, and the price matched the person she was giving a gift to.
Looking at the other jewelry in the display case, none seemed as suitable as this one.
So Felicity said, "Wrap it up for me. Make the packaging nice—I'm giving it as a gift."
"Yes, ma'am."
The saleswoman smiled and nodded, taking the bracelet to the packaging counter.
But just then, the store manager walked over and whispered a few words in the saleswoman's ear.
The saleswoman's expression changed. She immediately nodded and said "yes," then walked up to Felicity.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. Our store is closing today. We can't sell you this bracelet. Please come back another day."
Felicity immediately frowned, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"What time is it? You've only been open a few hours and you're closing already? And even if you're closing, how long could it take to wrap up this bracelet? Are you even running a business? Are you crazy?"
But the saleswoman just repeated, "We're really sorry. Please come back another day."
Felicity nearly jumped up.
"What kind of attitude is this? Where's your manager? Call him over! I'm going to complain about you!"
The manager came over quickly, wearing a standard smile, but saying the exact same thing as the saleswoman.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry, we're closing."
"You, you..."
Felicity was furious, but neither the saleswoman nor the manager paid her any more attention. They went straight to cleaning up, preparing to close.
Felicity was practically driven out.
She had never been treated like this while shopping.
The Young family had money and power. Which store didn't welcome her?
She was about to argue when a subordinate stepped forward to remind her, "Ma'am, we only have one hour left. We have to leave in an hour."
Felicity closed her eyes, forcibly suppressing her anger, and left with a dark expression.
Wouldn't this store do business with her?
Fine. Then they'd never earn a penny from the Young family again!
Felicity left in a rage, not noticing that near a shop not far away, two pairs of eyes were watching her.
It was Samuel and Jeremy.
They were also there to pick out gifts and happened to see Felicity mocking Natalie and Amelia.
More coincidentally, this mall belonged to the Crawford Group.
If he didn't let them sell the bracelet to Felicity, even if she offered ten times the price, she couldn't buy it.
And not just this jewelry store—the entire mall wouldn't do business with Felicity.
"Mr. Crawford," Jeremy spoke up to remind him. "Ms. Richardson and her mother went downstairs. Should we go say hello?"
"No need," Samuel said.
Amelia didn't want to see him, so he'd temporarily stay out of her sight.
He needed to figure out how to pursue a girl first.
Otherwise, it would only backfire.
"Then let's go upstairs."
Samuel nodded and went upstairs to the mall's office floor.
This floor had an SVIP reception area.
Samuel didn't need to pick out gifts himself. He just had to state his requirements, and the mall manager would naturally select suitable gifts and send them to the reception area, letting him "shop" while sitting on a sofa.
If he was buying clothes, there would be models matching his requirements for him to try on.
As for just seeing Amelia being bullied—that was purely because the elevator malfunctioned. Pure coincidence.
On the other side, Amelia took Natalie to the first floor.
While going down the escalator, Amelia caught a glimpse of Samuel from the corner of her eye.
What a coincidence.
But she pretended not to see him and suggested to Natalie, "Gifts aren't about being expensive or cheap—it's the thought that counts. Since it's a child's birthday, why don't we make a cake ourselves?"
There was a DIY cake shop on the first floor.
Natalie thought about it—that made sense.
The other party wasn't short of money. No matter how expensive the gift, it might not stir any feelings.
It might even raise suspicions.
Better to give something heartfelt.
"Then let's go make a cake."
Natalie liked baking, and Amelia was also skilled with her hands.
The cake base was ready-made—they just needed to decorate it with cream.
Under their careful work, a beautiful cake came into being.
The shop owner walked over in amazement.
"You two are the best cake makers I've seen since opening this shop. It's practically professional quality. You're not in the business, are you?"
The two smiled and said no.
The shop owner said, "Then I'll pack it up for you. Any special packaging requirements?"
Amelia said, "Don't use a clear box—use a paper box. I want to surprise the child."
"Okay, no problem."
Soon the cake was packed. They were ready to go, but Natalie hesitated.
"Is just bringing a cake too simple?"
Amelia said, "Don't worry, I've prepared another gift."
As she spoke, Holden pulled the car over, asked Natalie to wait a moment, then got out.
Natalie looked at Amelia questioningly.
"What's Holden doing?"
Amelia smiled. "Getting the other gift I prepared."
Natalie was even more puzzled.
Soon Holden returned.
He was holding a wooden box, only a few inches in size and flat—you couldn't tell what was inside.
"Mom, open it and look."
Natalie nodded and opened the box.
The item inside made Natalie's eyes light up instantly.
"Is this..."
"Yes." Amelia closed the box for her. "A friend of mine mentioned this item to me. I thought this gift wouldn't overlap with anyone else's. What do you think?"
Natalie nodded repeatedly.
"This gift is excellent."
She opened her mouth, with many questions in her heart.
Like, how did Amelia get this item?
Wasn't this collected by some collector?
But the words came to her lips, and Natalie swallowed them all back.
Same reason as before: parents should allow their children to have their own secrets.
When Amelia was willing to talk, she'd listen properly then.
The car drove on, and Natalie felt unusually calm inside.
She had worried that just bringing a cake would be too simple, but now she didn't think so at all.
The other gift Amelia prepared was a priceless treasure.
Money couldn't buy it.
She hesitated, then told Amelia about the Hagen family they were attending today.
"He's in charge of reviewing your father's case. I asked a friend, and that's how we got to come today."
Amelia nodded without asking more.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a three-story villa.
The outside of the villa was already filled with luxury cars of all kinds.
Amelia helped Natalie out of the car, and when she turned her head, she saw Felicity, whom they'd run into at the mall.
When the three met, there was obvious surprise in Felicity's eyes.
But she quickly looked away, ignoring them, and walked ahead to enter first.
Amelia and Natalie also acted as if they hadn't seen her, following right behind.
The Hagen family hadn't originally planned a big celebration for Adrian's tenth birthday. The living room only had a few small balloons. Other than that, you couldn't tell a birthday was being celebrated.