The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 722

Marico dodged the first few strikes, buying enough time for Hubert to rush over and pull Kristin to safety. Only then did he turn to face Hamilton head-on.

The two men collided in a vicious brawl. Julian frowned and ran over to Theodore.

"Dad, why aren't you stopping them?"

Theodore, still wearing his sunglasses, glanced down at his son. "Let them fight. Until they beat it out of their systems, neither of them is going to back down."

Julian mirrored his father, sitting back on the bench and pulling a pair of shades from his pocket to put on.

"Where's your brother?"

"Over there. He's staying with Kristin."

Theodore glanced at his youngest son, watching him shield Kristin like a miniature bodyguard, projecting an aura that warned everyone to stay away from his sister.

Deciding not to intervene, Theodore went back to enjoying the show with his eldest son.

"Whoa, Marico's right hook is brutal. He's making Hamilton backpedal!"

"But Hamilton's footwork is deadly. He almost took out Marico's leg just now."

Struck by a sudden idea, Julian pulled out his phone, recorded a quick video, and sent it to Penelope Laurier.

Penelope was working late at the office. When she opened the clip, she stared at it in sheer disbelief before forwarding it straight to Natalie Taylor.

Natalie took one look at the footage and felt a massive headache coming on. She had deliberately lied to Hamilton and the Amos family, letting them believe her baby belonged to someone else just so she could secure her divorce. If possible, she would have kept the secret to her grave. She knew exactly how ruthless the Amos family could be. If they ever found out Kristin was Hamilton's daughter, they would tear her world apart to take her back.

"Your daughter's name is Kristin, right? She looks exactly like Hamilton did when he was a kid."

Natalie's heart skipped a beat at the memory, and she looked across the table at Alma.

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