A Cue for Love (Natalie and Samuel)

Chapter 1111 Concern

Upon hearing Natalie’s words, Zophie paled even more. It was only then she realized Natalie’s previous helplessness was a deliberate act to buy time. Natalie had been waiting to strike the entire time.

Zophie remained stubborn as she said, “How could you use such disgusting tricks against me? Don’t let me catch you or I’m never going to let you off the hook!”

“Do you really still need to say these things at a time like this?” Natalie remarked as she looked at Zophie’s hands, which were getting more and more purplish with each passing second. “You’d better save some energy. This poison will seep into the nerves in your hands over time, and the pain will only get worse.”

Natalie walked over to Zophie to restrain her. However, at that moment, a group of men in Loang military uniform charged in, and Jerome was the one leading them.

“Jerome?” Natalie was confused. “What are you—”

“I received an order from the higher-ups to arrest Zophie,” Jerome said with a frown. “This woman is dangerous, so leave her to me. I’ll send someone to send you home.”

question, Jerome. Is this an order, or is this your

few seconds of hesitation, Jerome said,

not ask any more questions and inclined her head at Jerome.

subdue Zophie. Her mouth was then duct-taped, and

to personally escort her to a secret prison in Yaleview that held the worst

from the situation with multiple injuries and

forgotten about it in his haste to depart, but the man whom he said was going to send Natalie

a sudden, Natalie felt a weight on her shoulders. A coat with flawless workmanship

her shoulders, she whipped her head around to see Bastien’s gentle face

leave the

did not hesitate to shrug off the coat on

for treating Bastien in that way. Although she had shrugged off just a coat, what she had done was equivalent to looking down on the royal family of Loang. No matter how much Bastien doted on Natalie, Natalie had crossed

could say anything, Bastien stopped him with

floor before shaking off the thin layer of dust. In a gentle voice, he said, “You’re hurt, and your