A Cue For Love

A Cue for Love chapter 316

Samuel Loses His Temper

Natalie was beginning to grasp the true extent of the matter after interrogating her sons.

This fatty with a punching bag for a face is obviously not telling the truth. Though it can be forgiven if a five-year-old can’t think for himself, isn’t it ludicrous how the mother jumped to conclusions by accusing Xavian and commenting about the way he is being brought up? Stupid b*tch, I’ll show her!

Natalie clenched her fists so hard that her nails dug into the flesh of her palms, though she felt no pain.

“You may accuse my son of whatever you want,” Natalie said quietly with a dangerous glint in her eyes. “But you’d better have the evidence to back it up. All you’re basing this upon is what your own child claimed. I don’t think his word is sufficient enough proof.”

At the mere mention of the lost pendant, Minerva became agitated once more.

“Your son’s thieving little fingers did it! Why don’t you ask him instead of accusing my son’s integrity?”

the day he was born. Five years ago, it was valued to be at ten million. I shudder to even imagine how much it would cost today. If your son doesn’t

gave a sardonic

sh*t, just like your idiotic son.“Aside from your son’s bold claim, do you have nothing more to add to the credibility of your accusation?” asked Natalie once more, this time with a cold smile upon her lips. “Instead of going after my son for your precious pendant, why don’t you ask your son where

back at the

did not notice anything unusual with her son’s behavior. Instead, she

would my son frame yours for no apparent reason?” Minerva cast Xavian another look of disgust before turning to address

feet, fists clenched as they bristled

menacingly for

names like that?” Minerva shouted as she jabbed a ferocious finger in the air

my son,” she continued, her lips twisting into a sneer. “Your children never had a father figure around growing up. I used to feel pity for you but now that I’ve met all of you,

suddenly replaced by

“Ah!”

had caught Minerva’s accusatory finger. All Minerva could do was watch in horror as her finger became dislocated

been broken, she howled in pain as