A Cue for Love (Natalie and Samuel)

Chapter 150 Playing The Victim

Despite the pain from her ankle injury, Belle rushed in front of Ross at lightning speed.

She took off her sunglasses and instantly burst into a fit of rage as she noticed that Natalie was standing beside him.

“Natalie… Ross! I can’t believe how shameless you guys are!” A sneer played on Belle’s face as she exclaimed, “Didn’t you guys say you’re just friends at Old Mr. Watsons’ birthday party yesterday? Well, then explain why both of you are here together!”

Ross shot a cold glare at Belle, whom he felt had no right to scream at Natalie.

He snapped, “You and I are over, Belle. I ended things with you last night.”

“What are you talking about?” Belle’s brows drew close as she snarled in response, “You of all people knew that the gift I prepared for Old Mr. Watsons was a goddess sculpture. I’m pretty sure that Natalie is the reason why my gift got swapped with a dead black cat. It has to be her!”

“Anything else you have to say?” Ross spat with a tone of indifference.

Belle pointed at Natalie while threatening angrily, “You two are so shameless… I’m going to expose your horrible acts at the Watsons residence right now-”

Before Belle could finish her words, Natalie landed a hard kick on the former’s ankle that had gotten injured earlier.

Belle’s lips as she fell to the

muttered, “H-How dare

right time or place for you to lash out. Don’t you know

she glared at Natalie. “You set me up on purpose! You

flashing a vicious grin. She resumed, “We can hire an investigator to examine the any surveillance footage or even collect accounts from staff who handled the presents during the party. Maybe

struggled but failed to stand because of her wounded ankle. “You won’t

be ridiculous,” Natalie replied coldly. “I’d be burning in hell’s fiery pit and deeply regretting my actions by now if your threats

not care less about Belle, who kept playing the victim, even when circumstances did not favor

Since when has Dream’s security levels dropped so low to the point where we allow random people to barge in? Well, why are you still standing around? Get this crazy

furious Yandel instantly called

enough of Belle’s nonsense but held back from punching her

security guards darted over and chased Belle

think you are? How dare you treat me with such disrespect! Listen up, all of you lower-class people! I’m Belle from the Green family, and

the security guards ignored her threats

resisted with all her might, her dress accidentally got yanked off. Save for her undergarments, the rest of her body became exposed, sparking a wave of whispers

sincere expression.