Natasha’s pov

The mother said with a somewhat surprised face, "Wendy? Natasha didn't say that you were busy and didn't come to Sasha's birthday party? Why..."

"Auntie, my work is over," Wendy interrupted and looked at me again, with a slight provocation on her face.

"Natasha, I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you before I came here."

But she didn't expect that, but I directly said coldly, "I hate it when people say they don't believe what they say. Wendy, do you think you can come here if you want?"

Wendy looked at mother wrongly and said, "Auntie... I... shouldn't have come. Natasha seems angry with me."

"Well, Natasha, your...