When She Rose From the Ashes (Natalie and Jensen) novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152 So You Buried Her Fast

Chapter 152 So You Buried Her Fast

Waylon and Flynn’s expressions had turned grim.

“Mr. Baron, there’s something I’m not sure I should ask.”

Flynn was the one who finally spoke.

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Waylon, after all, was the elder; it didn’t feel appropriate for him to press, though his face clearly darkened.

Baron, of course, noticed their reaction.

Their expressions were far better than those of Natalie’s foster parents in the Summers family.

“Go ahead.”

Baron rose and began brewing a pot of tea for Waylon and Flynn.

He wasn’t the kind of man who brewed tea for just anyone.

The two before him–one his father–in–law by blood, the other Natalie’s brother—had treated Natalie decently enough; because of that, he was willing to engage with them.

As for whether Natalie would acknowledge them, Baron still had to wait for her decision.

Watching Baron calmly prepare tea, Flynn felt a flicker of

anger.

“Mr. Baron, I want to ask–what exactly is your relationship with my sister right now?”

Calling her my sister made Baron’s hand pause slightly.

“You’d better stick with Ms. Summers for now. She hasn’t made her stance clear yet. Yes, the test proves you’re family, but what kind of family doesn’t even know their daughter is alive for over twenty years?”

There was a thread of reproach woven through Baron’s words.

If the Stone family had discovered the baby switch earlier, would Natalie have suffered so

much?

Waylon’s aura collapsed in an instant.

“To tell you the truth, the situation back then was complicated. Not long after Natalie was born,

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my wife developed postpartum depression. She could

n’t bear to let the servants care for the baby, insisted on doing it herself, but she wasn’t strong enough. One day, while nursing, the baby suffocated. My wife broke down completely; she nearly followed the child into the grave.”

He let out a heavy sigh as he spoke of the past.

“I know–you probably think I failed as a father, that I wasn’t strict enough about how we handled our child’s death. But I was also a husband. My wife had just endured childbirth, only to face the loss of our daughter; her depression had spiraled. Faced with that, I had to put the living first, didn’t I?”

Waylon’s explanation was reasonable enough; still, Baron’s gaze hardened.

“So you buried your daughter in a rush? You didn’t even bother confirming whether she was truly your child?”

His voice was frigid, stripping away all courtesy.

Waylon had spent decades commanding the business world; few had ever dared confront him so bluntly.

Flynn started to speak, but Waylon stopped him.

He met Baron’s eyes directly.

And from them, he saw just how deeply Baron loved Natalie.

The seasoned businessman suddenly felt heat sting his eyes.

“Of course not. Natalie was the princess our entire family had prayed for; even if she had died, how could we have treated it carelessly? I remember–we asked relatives to arrange a paternity test before laying her to rest.”

Waylon frowned as he recalled, his voice low. “My wife, Ruby, was in terrible shape, and Flynn was still so young. I couldn’t handle everything on my own. I asked my younger brother, Xenon, to take care of it. At the time, Ruby would try to kill herself whenever anyone mentioned our daughter. I couldn’t let her see the child again. So I entrusted everything to my brother, insisting he get a test done. The results from back then are still locked in my safe.”

From the look on Waylon’s face, Baron could tell he wasn’t lying. Hearing that there had been a paternity test, Baron had to admit Waylon’s actions hadn’t been careless,

His expression softened slightly.

“Sit. Have some tea. It’s a fine green.”

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