Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 124: My Husband Would Be Proud Of Me

"Natalie, Briena didn’t mean to do it," Lily interjected. "We know you’re just trying to squeeze money out of this incident. Just state your price and let’s be done with it."

"Don’t worry, that’s exactly what I plan to do," Natalie replied coldly. "You’ll soon understand the cost of the mental damage you caused my grandma."

"Two hundred million—is that enough?" Ivan asked, thinking Natalie was being excessively greedy.

Natalie scoffed. "Not even close to what I want."

"State your price. I’ll pay you right away."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Natalie asked, and just then John returned with two baseball bats in his hands. He handed one to Natalie. "Will this be enough?"

"More than enough," Natalie sneered as she cracked her neck and flexed her wrist, holding the bat as if she were warming up for something.

"What are you doing?" Ivan asked, alarmed.

Natalie gave him an evil smirk and turned towards Briena’s car. "You’re not that clueless, are you?"

The next moment, the loud sound of shattering glass echoed through the parking lot as Natalie and John swung their bats, smashing all the windows of the car. They didn’t stop until every piece of glass was broken, and every part of the car bore the marks of their rage.

Briena watched in disbelief, tears streaming down her cheeks. "That was a birthday gift Grandma gave me..."

Ivan could do nothing to stop the two furious people. John’s tall, muscular frame and Natalie’s fiery determination made it clear that no one would dare intervene.

walked over to John. "Mind giving me a

standing tall with the baseball bat in her hand. She

he’d never truly known her. The obedient woman who once had eyes only for him,

Oh, and I’m not talking about the car’s cost. I’m referring to the mental damage you must feel right now,

tiers could not stop as it was

ever dare cross my bottom line, I’ll step on you just as I’ve stepped on this car of yours and crush you

threat. She had never imagined that Natalie would act this way in front of Ivan, especially when she had

gigolo that special to made her forget her

car as John offered his hand once more. She stood right in front of Briena, who

said just now—don’t you dare take it

spoke up. "If you’re done, then stop it

so delicate! Hold her tight, or she might just

your husband know you’re this kind

turned to look at him. "Why? Are you shocked

you were

interrupted, her tone icy. "You would have left me even before we made it

to her

straight into his eyes. "You ask if my husband knows about this side of me? No, he doesn’t. But if he did, trust me, he’d reward me for what I did today. He’d be proud of me but would probably complain—wondering why I left this bitch alive and didn’t smash the car with her sitting

stood there, looking at Natalie in amazement. She was clearly referring to Justin as her husband, even though they were just

days, Natalie had come to understand his boss remarkably

my boss. Sly, roguish, foul-mouthed,

know you, the more you disgust me," Ivan said