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.

as she fell to the ground, writhing

“H-How

continued, “However, this is not the right time or place for you to lash out. Don’t you know

Natalie. “You set me up

hire an investigator to examine the any surveillance footage or even collect accounts from staff who handled

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

fiery pit

kept playing the victim, even when circumstances did not

are the security guards? 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 woman out

instantly called out for

held back from punching

darted over and chased

onto the ground and refused to leave while barking aloud, “Who do you 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 I

ignored her threats and continued to drag

accidentally got yanked off. Save for her undergarments, the rest of her body became exposed, sparking a wave of whispers from the surrounding

look at Natalie with a sincere expression. “This is all my fault.