A Cue For Love Chapter 472


    A Cue for Love Chapter 472


    Be Good And Listen To Your Boss


    “It’s me. I-I’m the dirtier one!”


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


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


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    Natalie snorted when the foulness of his mouth was entirely disced 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 nces 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!”


    Fearful for his own life, Gerik immediately got down to apologize. “I’m sorry, Ms. Xander. I’ve been


    drunk out of my senses today! This is all on me and I swear that it’ll never happen again!”


    Having drawn blood from Gerik’s neck, Natalie felt that the desired deterrent effect had been attained.


    Against three grown men, the stunt she had managed to pull off should already be considered a


    miraculous victory in itself, so it would be inadvisable for her to continue to force the issue.


    I should leave with Wendy and return to deal with this Zygmunt guyter!


    Natalie relinquished her grip on the bloodied ss in her hand and took Wendy’s hand in anticipation of


    making their way out.


    Unexpectedly, the unrepentant Gerik, once alleviated from the threat against him, went on to cast a


    look the way of his two subordinates.


    “Grab the wine bottles and smash in that wench’s head! Damn the gall of her to threaten me! I’d kill her


    where she stands right here today!”


    The two subordinates were quite aggrieved about being sent onto their knees. Given the green light


    from Gerik, they unhesitantly snatched up the few bottles on the table and lunged themselves at


    Natalie’s noggin.


    Natalie raised her right foot to swat them away but having already injured it earlier when she busted


    through the door, kicking people only served to exacerbate her condition.


    “Ouch—” hissed Natalie as she winced.


    “Are you all right?” Wendy quickly lent Natalie her support.


    “I’m fine… I’m just faking it,” replied Natalie while she gently shoved Wendy off. “I’ve endured much


    worse. Get out of here first so you don’t be a liability.”


    “You—”


    “Be good and listen to your boss!”


    Propping herself up only on her left foot, Natalie was clearly in pain. However, her unshakable resolve


    remained palpable within those pristine almond-shaped eyes of hers.


    Though Wendy knew Natalie was in a bad way, she understood that her own presence there would


    only add to thetter’s burden. Hence, she sought the only solution, which was to step away first and


    come back with reinforcements.


    Thus, Wendy departed swiftly from the private room.


    The situation was not looking optimistic for Natalie whose right foot was in too much agony to muster


    up any strength.


    Touching the blood on his neck, Gerik evoked 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


    y heroics. I spit on it! Today, I’m going to teach you a lesson so you’d understand what fates befall


    busybodies!”


    “That’ll depend on whether you have what it takes.” Despite her circumstances, Natalie was not


    backing down from anyone.


    “Well damn, now aren’t you a mouthy one?” Gerik began to snigger revoltingly. “Get her!”


    Natalie gnashed her teeth and defended herself against the men’s three-pronged assault.


    Even though Gerik was a little ham-fisted, his two subordinates were clearly trained.


    On the several asions that they tried to mar her face with the smashed bottles, they came inches


    close every single time.


    The fight was bing increasingly more fraught for Natalie as her opponents only grew more vicious


    with each unsessful attempt.


    She had only narrowly evaded one of the men’s attacks when another stabbed at her eye with a broken


    bottle.


    Oh no!


    She would not be able to dodge that in time!


    Could her sight be ruined here this day?


    At this moment of imminent peril, a hand, delightful to the point of being sensuous, cut in front of her


    and snapped her assant’s wrist.


    “So many men picking on a littledy. Not a good look for you guys, I’m afraid!”