Chapter 472 Be Good And Listen To Your Boss

“It’s me. I-I’m the dirtier one!”

Gerik felt the glass cut even deeper when his response was not prompt enough.

“Stop pushing it. B-Blood. My neck is already bleeding badly.”

Natalie snorted when the foulness of his mouth was entirely displaced by the stench of cowardice. “On your knees. I want you lot to apologize to her. Otherwise, I’d bleed him like a pig.”

Gerik could feel the searing pain upon his wound and immediately hollered at his subordinates, “Did you not hear her? Kneel!”

The other two men exchanged glances before they lowered themselves before Wendy.

“We’re sorry that we’ve been inappropriate and rude!”

“We shouldn’t have forced you to drink. We’re worse than beasts.”

The tearful Wendy tidied up her clothes when she got off the couch. Then, she made her way over to Natalie’s side.

Natalie looked askance at Gerik. “Not just them. You too!”

Xander. I’ve been drunk out of my senses today! This is all on me and I swear that it’ll never

blood from Gerik’s neck, Natalie felt that the desired deterrent effect had

a miraculous victory in itself, so it would be inadvisable for her to continue to

should leave with Wendy and return to deal with this

on the bloodied glass in her hand and took Wendy’s hand in anticipation

once alleviated from the threat against him, went on to cast a look the

Damn the gall of her to threaten me! I’d kill her

sent onto their knees. Given the green light from Gerik, they unhesitantly snatched up the few bottles on the table and lunged themselves

but having already injured it earlier when she busted through the door, kicking people

hissed Natalie as she

you all right?” Wendy

shoved Wendy off. “I’ve endured much

“You—”

listen to

was clearly in pain. However, her unshakable resolve remained palpable within those pristine almond-shaped eyes of

own presence there would only add to the latter’s burden. Hence, she sought the only solution, which was to step

Wendy departed swiftly

looking optimistic for Natalie whose right foot was in too much agony

an obnoxious look. “Aren’t you like the goddess of war herself just a minute ago? Why are you looking like a cripple right now! A freckle-faced fugly trying to play heroics. I spit on it! Today, I’m going to teach you a lesson so you’d understand what

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