A Cue For Happiness

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-”

her words, Natalie landed a hard kick on the former’s ankle

piercing scream came from Belle’s lips as she fell to the ground, writhing in

muttered, “H-How dare

leaned in slightly and continued, “However, this is not the right time or place for

glared at Natalie. “You set

grin. She resumed, “We can hire an investigator to examine the any surveillance footage or even collect accounts from staff who handled the presents during the party. Maybe they saw who tried to swap your gift with the

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

burning in hell’s fiery pit and deeply regretting my actions by

playing the victim, even when circumstances did not favor

guards? Since when has Dream’s security levels dropped so low to the point where we allow random people to barge

instantly called out for the security

back from punching her

darted over and chased Belle

treat me with such disrespect! Listen up, all of you lower-class people! I’m Belle from the Green family, and

Belle’s dismay, the security guards ignored her threats and continued

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